William McKeen
Professor and chairman of the Department of Journalism at Boston University.
Hunter couldn't stop working. McCumber remembered Hunter working nine days without sleep.
This writing wasn't painful. It was like being high.
He taught himself to write, retyping books by writers he admired: Steinbeck, Hemingway, Faulkner... the usual heavyweights. He said he wanted to get inside the rhythm of their language and find his own stlye.
Barger thought Hunter provoked Junkie George so that the beating could be used as a gimmick to promote the book.
The Dream obsessed him ... but what was it? Was it Horatio Alger, rags to riches, the idea that you could start with nothing and end up rolling naked in stacks of hundreds? Or was it a dream of freedom? Personal freedom...or the concept of freedom that the founders brought into the whole world?
To the generation of young political reporters, Hunter was Mount Rushmore, a living god on earth.