Our Italianate house at Mecosta, Michigan is full of young people always, a sanctuary of sorts. We have no unwed mothers staying with us at present, but we do have three exiled young Ethiopians, and until recently we enjoyed the company of 11 Vietnamese (w(ho were with us for three years), now removed to California. Young lady teachers dwell with us, and nurses; and there are our four little dutiful daughters; and high-spirited undergraduates from Hillsdale and other colleges appear on weekends. Here generation does link with generation.
Why try to crush this book? Because Louis Filler, besides being an able writer, is given to setting down the truth about things. He has long been in love with America; he is the chief historian of the Progressive movement; and nowadays he is Distinguished Professor of American Culture and Society at Antioch College—no bastion of reaction. But Louis Filler found the radicalized youth-cults of recent years not praiseworthy, so editors who share the familiar no-enemies-to-the-left mentality ritually denounced him among themselves.
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