Authors: justin spring
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Steward was again binge-drinking heavily; while doing so in June, he met a blue-collar former marine who subsequently became a long-term sex partner. Steward’s first account of him went to Baron:
I got to talking with a kind of long-nosed Pollack, an ex-marine who was very
sympathisant
—and he was going to get married—is going to—come this next weekend. Finally a lot of plain talk got him to say yes, he’d come home with me, “but,” said he, “I’m broke and can’t pay you anything for it.” Lord God, I wanted to laugh but couldn’t very well.
He later gave a more detailed account of the man, whose name was Bob Berbich, in his memoirs:
In all those [sixteen] years [of our acquaintance] Bob really answered several of my needs; he was [employed] successively [as] a sailor, a motorcycle delivery boy, a taxi-driver, a night steel worker, a truck driver and a uniformed guard. In my growing preference for the blue collar instead of the white, these occupations of his were just what I needed for my fantasex.
Over the summer, Steward traveled to New York. He wrote Thornton Wilder to say he was planning a visit to New Haven while on the East Coast, to arrange the donation of Stein’s letters to the Yale library
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(for he hoped to visit Wilder, who lived close by); but Wilder seems to have carefully set aside the letter until after Steward had come and gone, later writing him:
Oh, oh. I humbly beg your pardon…Tomorrow [my sister and I] sail for 6 months abroad…so please forgive my silence. I hope you did come to New Haven and consign your G.S. letters here…I shall be seeing Alice before long and we shall talk of you. As a sign of your forgiveness do write me a letter of what you finally settle down to do. And surely, Sam, you are also doing some writing.
The final break with Wilder took place later that fall. During the early 1940s, Steward’s friend Wendell Wilcox (whose fiction was by then being published in
The New Yorker
) developed an idea for a novel based on a story from Catullus. In Steward’s recollection, “Wendell made the mistake of detailing his carefully researched plot to Thornton, and some time later [in 1948] Thornton’s [novel]
The Ides of March
appeared. Therein, alas! Wendell found his plot. After that Thornton found that many of his friends in Chicago disappeared or grew cool.”
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Steward’s September was difficult in other ways as well. As he later wrote, “In autumn of 1948 my father died, sitting at a stool, from taking amphetamines too soon after a [drinking] binge…I did not go back for his funeral, money was low.” Unemployed but unwilling to return to Loyola, he instead found himself wandering “casually and a bit uncertainly into the Dean’s office at DePaul University, [where I] told him of my background and asked if there were any openings.”
DePaul University was much less distinguished than Loyola: its students came largely from blue-collar backgrounds, and most had received only basic secondary educations. The school had only a small liberal arts faculty, and an even smaller English department. Worse yet, Steward soon made an appalling discovery about the pay scale: “Laymen at this college were salaried not so much on their educational accomplishments and qualifications as on their marital status and the number of children produced for Mother Church—a highly immoral view, it seemed to me, but nonetheless rigidly followed.”
Steward was equally dismayed by his students: “Many entering freshmen could barely read…[And as a recovering alcoholic] I no longer had [my] boozy tolerance [of stupidity]…instead, I found myself more and more being forced to take a half-tablet of some amphetamine to be able to face the classes that I came more and more to dislike.”
Since he had no potential for material advancement at DePaul (and no possibility of tenure), and since so much of what went on within the school simply disgusted him, Steward could hardly take his new job seriously. Instead, he later wrote, he chose to
let the fog rise about myself…purposively. I had now been away from alcohol for over a year and was much more in control of myself than I had been formerly. Here and there I dropped a word—yes, I had known Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas; yes I had written a novel…yes, I had known Thomas Mann, Thornton Wilder, André Gide and others…
The technique worked wonderfully well; by the time I had taught there a couple of years I was classed as a character, a personality—the campus paper interviewed me…the “literary” journal also carried a profile. By student request, I formed the arts club…and my classes grew more and more popular, until usually each term they had to be closed at eighty to a hundred persons, despite the fact that I worked them hard.
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In July 1949, Steward turned forty. With no great interest in his work at DePaul, he instead spent more and more time in his apartment—reading, writing, drawing, or else simply puttering among his various erotic materials. In his correspondence with Hal Baron he noted that he was now searching as far as New York for particular rare erotic titles;
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but he was also collecting contemporary literary fiction relating to or describing various forms of homosexual experience. Photographs of the apartment at the Kinsey Institute show bookcases full of hardcover first editions of contemporary novels such as James Barr’s
Quatrefoil
, Charles Jackson’s
The Fall of Valor
, and other literary novels and short-story collections that were addressing the topic of homosexuality much more capably than anything that had appeared from American publishers in the previous decade.
The increasingly dire social circumstances homosexuals faced in 1950 were best described at the time by
The Homosexual in America
, written by the sociologist Edward Sagarin and published under his pseudo nym Donald Webster Cory.
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Steward owned a first edition of the book, which described the legal, social, and economic discrimination then being routinely leveled against American homosexuals, and at the same time described something much more insidious. As Sagarin noted:
As a minority…homosexuals are…caught in a particularly vicious circle. On the one hand, the shame of belonging and the social punishment of acknowledgment are so great that pretense is almost universal; on the other hand, only a leadership that would acknowledge [its own homosexuality] would be able to break down the barriers of shame and a resultant discrimination…Until we are willing to speak out openly and frankly in defense of our activities, and to identify ourselves with the millions pursuing these activities, we are unlikely to find the attitudes of the world undergoing any significant change.
The homosexual of his generation, he went on to note, “is not quite sure that it is wrong to practice discrimination against him…the worst effect of discrimination has been to make the homosexuals doubt themselves and share in the general contempt for sexual inverts.” Moreover, Sagarin noted, the situation would not get better any time soon, due to the growing public condemnation of homosexuality: “The homosexual’s chief concern is neither with civil rights nor with legal rights, important as these are. His is the problem of condemnation, which involves the necessity for concealment, imposes a burden of self-doubt and self-guilt, and creates a condition which inhibits the struggle for amelioration.”
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Along with Sagarin’s book, Steward had been especially impressed by James Barr’s literary novel
Quatrefoil
, which had described the new set of circumstances faced by two post–World War II homosexual men as they struggled to remain invisible to outsiders and yet true to their sexual and emotional orientation. Steward had a particular liking for the book because it described a passion between two navy men; but he also thought it beautifully articulate in its vision of two “sane and well-balanced” lovers who, in his words, “with subterfuge and skill waged an eternal battle to remain closeted…successfully conceal[ing] their love for each other, living by a deceit which was forced upon them, dangerously skirting discovery and escaping it only by clever fabrications and skillfully invented fictions, compelled to stand guard over every gesture.” In later life Steward observed, “In some ways
Quatrefoil
was a wonderful treatise on how to live happily in the closet in 1950…[For here was] a graphic and accurate picture of the secrecy and concealment that was necessary in those days…[including a] firm determination—common to so many homosexuals in the past—to be an individual, standing alone, finding all answers within [one]self, and never identifying with any group.” Steward had long since defined himself as just this sort of loner—a man who found scant consolation among other homosexuals, and who maintained not just one, but a number of secret and highly compartmentalized identities. The isolation mandated by such circumstances was profound; but there was no option—and Steward, who had lived in this isolated way from earliest childhood, therefore saw in the novel a powerful evocation of the way in which he himself actually lived.
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Disliking his new job, Steward continued to daydream about moving to France, and also made plans to take a summer vacation in Paris as soon as he could possibly afford one. He knew that once he was there, Alice B. Toklas would happily introduce him into a number of important intellectual and artistic circles, including that of Jean Cocteau. In a recent letter she had pressed him once again to visit her, then added,
I’ve kept off the subject of your teaching again—fearful that you had once more thrown it over. I do hope not. You always made one feel that you were exceptionally good at it—making things come alive to the dullest of impossible boys…Don’t you find subjects galore amongst their strange relationships—you ought to be able to do a smashing novel about them and no one has in the U.S. They do it all the time still in England—so try it.
Toklas was now working on a book project of her own, for in her bereavement she had decided to realize a long-held ambition of writing a cookbook. Writing, she found, had a tonic and stabilizing effect; she therefore encouraged Steward to do likewise, even as she encouraged him to persist in his sobriety, noting, “Gertrude always said that liquor only improved the
deséquilibres
and my dear we hope you are not that…I’m all for [Alcoholics Anonymous] since it has done so handsomely for you. The program is sensible and generous and for God’s sake take it as yours and
doucement allez doucement
as they used to say in Bilignin.”
She also expressed real enthusiasm for his newfound passion for painting and drawing, which he had described to her in an earlier letter—for through Stein and her paintings collection, Toklas had established a long and loving relationship with the world of visual art. In one instance she even wrote him that “painting as a diversion for you is perfect—the trouble with Picasso was that he allowed himself to be flattered into believing that he was a poet too…It will be the deepest satisfaction to me if you pull off something of your real quality—you know Gertrude expected it of you.”
Steward quickly made plans for a trip overseas. Now forty and decidedly unaccomplished, he was eager to reacquaint himself with this peculiar, famous old lady who could so easily mention his efforts at painting in the same sentence that mentioned Picasso. He needed her. She in turn wanted to help him, and so kept his “reform” strongly in mind:
It’s all one to me how you achieve your salvation as long as you do—whatever makes you happy—the Church or Alcoholics Anonymous or anything else. I’m a good Jesuit—any means that suits you—why even what Francis Rose chose—a strong wife…So if a good looking female a very few years older than you are says she wants to marry you and you think she really is in love with you—why just let her have her way. Francis is really happy and it’s [his wife] who has induced this…Is there anything like her in the offing for you. For you and Francis are not so awfully unlike.
But there would be no wife for Steward. The “salvation” that would knock on his door in late 1949 would instead be his new mentor, Alfred C. Kinsey.
By the time Alfred Kinsey first visited Steward’s apartment, his
Sexual Response in the Human Male
had been causing a sensation across the United States for more than a year. Based on data that had taken over a decade to amass, the first volume of the Kinsey studies (along with its companion volume,
Sexual Response in the Human Female
, published five years later, in 1953) was a landmark statistical study of American sexual behavior. Kinsey’s study of human sexual response was in fact related, in its approach, to his previous great project as a zoologist, a twenty-year taxonomic study of gall wasps. Since publishing the
Male
volume, Kinsey had undertaken a yearlong speaking tour to raise public awareness about the usefulness of statistical studies in understanding human sexual activity.
Steward’s meeting with Kinsey took place at the suggestion of a fellow DePaul professor named Theodore Kundrat. In his memoirs, Steward recalled, “The interview would last an hour, Theodore said, although sometimes they ran longer if the interviewee had a lot to say.”
I opened the door to a solidly built man in his fifties wearing a rumpled grey suit. He had a friendly face. His greying buff-colored hair stood in a short unruly pompadour; his eyes were sometimes blue and sometimes hazel. He had a rather sensitive but tense wide mouth above a somewhat bulldog or prognathous jaw, which in turn jutted out above his ever-present bow tie.
Indeed, Theodore had been a bit misinformed. The interview [about my sex life] lasted five hours, and it seemed to me that I answered thousands of questions—although there were in reality only a few hundred.
Sexual Response in the Human Male
had been a work of the utmost importance to Steward, for its 804 pages of tables, charts, and statistics based on interviews with 5,940 men about their sexual histories and activities had documented the widespread occurrence of sex between men across the American population. According to the data, 37 percent of the total male population of the United States had had at least some overt homosexual experience to the point of orgasm between adolescence and old age; 50 percent of the males who remained single until age thirty-five had had overt homosexual experience to the point of orgasm since the onset of adolescence; 13 percent of males (approximately) had reacted erotically to other males without having had overt homosexual contacts after the onset of adolescence; 18 percent of males had had at least as much of the homosexual as the heterosexual in their histories for at least three years between the ages of sixteen and fifty-five; 8 percent of males were exclusively homosexual for at least three years between the ages of sixteen and fifty-five; and, finally, 4 percent of white males were exclusively homosexual throughout their lives after the onset of adolescence.
Since the Kinsey data on homosexuality was by far the most sensational revelation made in
Sexual Response in the Human Male
, cultural and media attention became fixed on male homosexuality in the years immediately following its publication—often to the detriment of the many closeted and semicloseted homosexuals who had, up until that moment, gone largely unnoticed in American society. Kinsey’s associate C. A. Tripp later noted that while homosexuality “was only one of the six basic forms of sex considered [in the study]…nothing so disturbed the critics nor brought them to such a fever pitch of hate as did the homosexual findings. Preachers, pundits and prudes found much to lament, and a variety of ways to do the lamenting: some questioned the scientific accuracy of the work—‘homosexuality just can’t be that prevalent.’ Others feared the sociological effects of even discussing such matters—‘by talking about it you encourage it.’ But the most virulent resentments arose from the fact that sex, particularly homosexual sex, was dealt with [in the Kinsey study] without a word of moralizing. Emotional reactions to the homosexual findings dominated every level of criticism, though they were frequently disguised as purely technical concerns.”
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In the weeks and months following their first meeting, Kinsey and Steward developed a substantial friendship.
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Kinsey’s fascination with Steward was based, at least at first, on Steward’s lifelong habit of sexual record keeping and his vast collection of sexual paraphernalia and memorabilia—for Kinsey, too, was a passionate collector and record keeper. As a zoology professor, Kinsey had collected gall wasps by the thousand; now, as a sex researcher, he was actively collecting not only thousands of sexual histories, but also what would eventually become the world’s largest collection of sex-related materials.
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Kinsey was impressed by Steward’s intellectual commitment to establishing the legitimacy of homosexual experience, which at that time was not only rare among academics or public intellectuals, but also quite dangerous for anyone pursuing a university career. Kinsey was himself well outside the mainstream of academia in this regard; in fact,
Sexual Response in the Human Male
was widely read at the time of its publication as an indictment of American society, specifically its obsession with controlling and restricting sexual freedom. Moreover, since his statistical studies demonstrated that Americans were engaging in a wide variety of sexual activities (of which only a few were then lawful), academic conservatives had quickly accused Kinsey of using his research to promote both indiscriminate and deviant sexual activity.
Kinsey soon discovered that he and Steward had very similar backgrounds and early life experiences. Both had grown up in strict Methodist households with fathers involved in the church. Both had been raised without sexual instruction in an atmosphere of deep sexual inhibition. Both had had rejecting fathers, and both had fought, despite a lack of parental encouragement, to achieve academic prominence. Both had eventually developed into strong-willed and charismatic educators. Both had strong sex drives and both were sexually conflicted, and both had chosen to devote their lives (in very different ways) to reconciling these strong sex drives with the sexually intolerant belief systems and institutions into which they had been born. Both were also extremely enterprising men who coped with their considerable psychic anguish over their sexuality by immersing themselves in work that sought to address sex via the intellect.
Kinsey tended to perceive those who had rejected or discarded injunctions against sex at an early age as impressively self-possessed, and so he seems to have had a special admiration for Steward. The fact that Steward had been repeatedly rejected as a writer, had succumbed to alcoholism, and had reached a point of utter frustration as both a scholar and a teacher may have seemed tragically wasteful to Kinsey; but it probably also made Steward seem oddly heroic to him as well—for Steward was, if nothing else, a man who had dared to live his beliefs.
Kinsey, of course, had made very different choices in his life. At the time of his first meeting with Steward, he was a happily married family man, a highly admired professor, and a justly acclaimed researcher who had spent his entire professional life successfully engaged in statistical scientific studies. He was also just then at the height of his critical and popular success. Perhaps the greatest difference between Kinsey and Steward, though, was one of faith. Where Steward had resolved the early dilemma of paternal and religious rejection by in turn rejecting both his father and his father’s religion, Kinsey had simply distanced himself from both, and at the same time embraced Darwinian evolutionary theory. Kinsey’s core faith was in science, and he found it entirely sustaining: his belief in it gave his life purpose, direction, and hope.
Kinsey’s belief in the naturalness of variations in human sexual behavior flowed directly from Darwin’s theory of natural selection, which was based not only on the variation of species, but also on variations (sexual and otherwise) within species. By creating a broad-based statistical analysis of human sexual response, he had been able to demonstrate the existence of widespread variations throughout the American population at all levels of society. His findings suggested that variations in sexual behavior were not based on acts of will and individual choice, as religious teachings had always insisted. Rather they were based on widespread biological variations existing within the human population: in other words, on genetic variation. The discovery of widespread sexual deviation and the revelation of the full extent of this deviation would at first shock America, but, ultimately, help to shift American perceptions of sexuality quite substantially. In so doing, Kinsey’s research would help make the case for increased sexual tolerance—a tolerance that today is taken so much for granted in some quarters that the great storm of controversy created by the Kinsey findings in the early 1950s is very nearly forgotten.
From the moment they were published, Kinsey’s statistical discoveries had an immediately beneficial effect upon the many individuals suffering undue guilt and anxiety about their sexual desires, habits, and practices. Through statistics, Kinsey had presented these individuals with a whole new way of understanding the sexual self. Among those with a homosexual orientation, feelings of guilt, shame, anxiety, and depression could be particularly intense, and so Kinsey’s findings were profoundly enlightening—and, by extension, healing—to these people. Certainly they were enormously healing for Steward.
In compiling his statistics on sexual activity, Kinsey had conducted thousands of anonymous interviews about sexuality with the help of three charismatic associates, all of whom Steward would come to know well in the coming decade: Wardell Pomeroy, Paul Gebhard, and Clyde Martin. Starting in 1938 (and continuing until 1956), Kinsey, Pomeroy, Gebhard, and Martin had crisscrossed America by car, interviewing people from all social levels and ethnic backgrounds in cities, towns, and villages across the country. The confidential interview they conducted had been carefully devised to obtain a complete sexual history from each participant within two hours; the results of the interviews were then recorded in code and kept entirely private. The team obtained eighteen thousand such interviews, after which Kinsey subjected the results to a complete statistical analysis. Despite being subjected to heavy scrutiny and revision, the findings remain fundamentally unchallenged and unaltered to this day.
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Kinsey’s findings about homosexual activity suggested that the word
homosexual
ought not be used as a noun, but only as an adjective, for clearly many men who self-identified as heterosexual engaged in homo-sexual activity. The idea that the population was not divided up between homosexuals and heterosexuals was not new to twentieth-century thought—Havelock Ellis had already hypothesized a sexual continuum (ranging from entirely heterosexual in activity to entirely homosexual in activity); so, too, had Freud. But Kinsey’s data supported the hypothesis by offering statistical proof.
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Steward later noted of his first meeting with Kinsey:
The thing that amazed him most of all [about me] was that I was a “record keeper”—“something all too rare,” he said. But I had an accurate count on the number of persons I had been to bed with, the total number of times of “releases” (as he termed them) with other persons, number of repeats, and all the usual statistical information, taken from the “Stud File” that I had kept on three-by-five cards from my very first contact many years before in Ohio. My information like Kinsey’s was coded, but not so unbreakably or exhaustively. I showed him the file; he was fascinated.
…I [soon] became one of the “unofficial collaborators” for the Institute for Sex Research [for at that time] no one could officially work for the Institute who was not of the “majority sexual orientation” all his associates had to be married, preferably with children, or else be absolutely asexual…Unofficially, then, I steered people to him or him to people, [and] gave him samples of my literary [and artistic] production.
…Kinsey favored me in return with the most flattering kind of attention—never coming to Chicago without writing to me in advance to arrange a meeting. In the eight years of our friendship I logged (as a record keeper again) about seven hundred hours of his pleasant company, the most fascinating in the world because all his shoptalk was of sex—and what is more interesting than that?
In those early years he had one of the warmest personalities I had ever met—a cordial gregarious man as approachable as an old park bench, and just as much of an accomplished con-artist as I was later to become in my tattoo career. The “con” approach was deliberately cultivated by him, so that he could win the trust of the person being interviewed; in like manner, he took up smoking and drinking (very, very gingerly) to put his interviewees at ease. His warmth and approachability were further improved by his talent for talking to the most uneducated hustlers and prostitutes and pimps in their own language, no matter how coarse. It gained trust for him among the suspicious ones, and word of his honesty and secrecy opened doors for him that would have remained closed forever to a more academic attitude.
I learned many things from him, and in a sense some degree of “transference” took place in me. Though there was a difference of only about fifteen years in our ages, after the initial interview he became for me a sort of father-figure as he did for so many…In him I saw the ideal father—who was never shocked, who never criticized, who always approved, who listened and sympathized. I suppose that to a degree I fell in love with him.
In Steward’s first letter to Kinsey, written in February of 1950, just a short time after their first meeting, he wrote,