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有其父必有其子.doc
有其父必有其子
贾庆文 选译
不久前去世的美国前总统福特是一位伟大的总统,在美国被称作“好好先生”,他曾经多次访问过中国,2007年1月8日发表在美国《基督教箴言报》上的这篇文章讲述了作者Kathleen与福特总统儿子间的趣事。
He was the son of a former president. She was a budding writer. The ending to the story was happy, but unexpected.
他是前总统的儿子。她是一位萌芽作家。故事的结局是幸福的,但却出乎意料。
[1]I was a wide-eyed, fresh-out-of-college graduate in the mid-1970s and, having always imagined that my Great American Novel or deeply appreciated volume of poetry would catapult me to the crest of the bestseller list, I never dreamed that Gerald Ford would be the indirect cause of my only 15 minutes of fame. Journalism and literature were my name; politics had never been my game.
[2]When no nationally acclaimed newspaper offered me my own column, I became the babe-in-the-woods advertising account executive at my local paper, the Los Angeles Times.
[3]In 1977, one year after Gerald Ford lost the presidential election to Jimmy Carter, I was sent to the Times’s San Diego office to sell space to surf shacks and gift shops in towns like Encinitas and Solana Beach. At least I didn’t need expensive career clothes.
[4]The afternoon I stumbled into the Del Mar News Press to retrieve camera-ready artwork for an advertiser, I was greeted by a sort of then-Robert Redford/now-Brad Pitt look-alike publisher who bounded from his small office and handed me the paperwork.
[5]“I’m Jack Ford,” he said cheerily and warmly shook my hand. I thought nothing of it, short of his shocking good looks, upon my return to the office, a co-worker clued me in to the fact that I had just brushed palms with the ex-president’s son.
[6]Dangerously serendipitous thoughts began to dance in my head. Could I join ranks with him and copublish? Meet his father for lunch in Washington before writing his biography? Marry him?
[7]A few days later, my desk phone rang. It was Jack Ford, who wondered: Would it be possible for him to get a tour of the Times? Bingo. Surely this would be my ticket to an exclu
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