Originally published July 29, 2007 at 12:00 AM | Page modified July 29, 2007 at 2:06 AM
College letters open a page on Hillary
Between 1965 and 1969, a future first lady and senator wrote to a friend, reflecting on herself and her surroundings.
The New York Times

Hillary Rodham speaks at Wellesley's commencement in 1969. During college, she wrote to high-school friend John Peavoy.
WASHINGTON — They were platonic high-school friends from Park Ridge, Ill., both high achievers headed East to college.
John Peavoy was a bookish film buff bound for Princeton, Hillary Rodham a driven, civic-minded Republican going off to Wellesley. They were not especially close, but they found each other smart and "interesting" and said they would try to keep in touch.
And they did, exchanging dozens of letters between the late summer 1965 and spring 1969. Rodham's 30 dispatches are by turns angst-ridden and prosaic, glib and brooding — a rare unfiltered look into the head and heart of a future first lady and senator, and potential president. The letters' expressiveness stands in sharp contrast to the ever-disciplined political persona she presents to the public now.
"Since Xmas vacation, I've gone through three and a half metamorphoses and am beginning to feel as though there is a smorgasbord of personalities spread before me," Rodham wrote to Peavoy in April 1967. "So far, I've used alienated academic, involved pseudo-hippie, educational and social reformer and one-half of withdrawn simplicity."
Befitting college students of any era, the letters are also self-absorbed and revelatory, missives from an unformed and vulnerable striver who had, in her own words, "not yet reconciled myself to the fate of not being the star."
"Sunday was lethargic from the beginning as I wallowed in a morass of general and specific dislike and pity for most people but me especially," Rodham reported in a letter postmarked Oct. 3, 1967.
In other letters, she would convey a mounting exasperation with her rigid conservative father and disdain for "debutante" dorm mates and an acid-dropping friend. She would issue a blanket condemnation of the "boys" she had met ("who know a lot about 'self' and nothing about 'man' ") and tell of an encounter she had with "a Dartmouth boy" the previous weekend.
"It always seems as though I write you when I've been thinking too much again," Rodham wrote in one of her first notes to Peavoy, postmarked Nov. 15, 1965. She later joked that she planned to keep his letters and "make a million" when he became famous. "Don't begrudge me my mercenary interest," she wrote.
It was Hillary Rodham Clinton who became famous while Peavoy has lived his life in contented obscurity as an English professor at Scripps College, a small women's school in Southern California where he has taught since 1977.
Every bit the wild-haired academic, with big silver glasses tucked behind bushy gray sideburns, he lives with his wife, Frances McConnel, and their cat, Lulu, in a one-story house cluttered with movies, books and boxes, one of which contains letters from an old friend who has since become one of the most cautious and analyzed politicians in the United States.
When contacted about the letters, Peavoy allowed The New York Times to read and copy them.
Life in the letters
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The letters were written when the future Mrs. Clinton was undergoing a period of political transformation, from the "Goldwater girl" who shared her father's conservative outlook to a liberal anti-war activist.
In her early letters, Rodham refers to her involvement with the Young Republicans, a legacy of her upbringing. In October of her freshman year, she dismisses the local chapter as "so inept," which she says, she might be able to leverage to her own benefit. "I figure that I may be able to work things my own way by the time I'm a junior so I'm going to stick it out."
Still, the letters reveal a fast-eroding allegiance to the party of her childhood. She ridicules a trip she had taken to a Young Republicans convention as "a farce that would have done Oscar Wilde credit." By summer 1967, Rodham — writing from her parents' vacation home in Lake Winola, Pa. — begins referring to Republicans as "they" rather than "we."
"That's no Freudian slip," she adds. A few months later, she would be volunteering on Sen. Eugene McCarthy's anti-war presidential campaign in New Hampshire. By the time she delivered her commencement address at Wellesley in 1969, she was citing her generation's "indispensable task of criticizing and constructive protest."
In many ways, her letters are more revealing about her search for her own sense of self.
Peavoy's letters to Rodham are lost to posterity, unless she happened to keep them, which he doubts. He said he wished he had kept copies himself. "They are windows into a time and a place and a journey of self-discovery," he said in an interview. "This was what college students did before Facebook."
Life after the letters
The letters are Peavoy's only link to his former pen pal. They never visited or exchanged a single phone call during their four years of college. They entirely lost touch after graduation, except for the 30-year reunion of the Maine South High School class of 1965, held in Washington to accommodate the class's most famous graduate, whose husband was then serving his first term in the White House.
"I was on the White House Christmas card list for a while," Peavoy said. Besides a quick receiving-line greeting from Clinton at the reunion, Peavoy has had one direct contact with her in 38 years. It was, fittingly, by letter.
In the late 1990s, Peavoy was contacted by the author Gail Sheehy, who was researching a book on the first lady. He agreed to let Sheehy see the letters, from which she would quote snippets in her 1999 biography, "Hillary's Choice." When Clinton heard Peavoy had kept her letters, she wrote asking for copies, which he provided. He has not heard from her since.
"For all I know, she's mad at me for keeping the letters," said Peavoy, a pack rat who says he has kept volumes of letters from friends over the years. A Democrat, he said he was undecided between supporting Clinton and Sen. Barack Obama, D-Ill.
Playing a role
One theme that recurs throughout her letters is that Rodham views herself as an "actor," meaning a student activist committed to a life of civic action, which she contrasts with Peavoy, who, in her view, is more of an outside critic, or "reactor."
"Are you satisfied with the part you have cast yourself in?" she asks Peavoy in April 1966. "It seems that you have decided to become a reactor rather than actor — everything around will determine your life."
She is mildly patronizing, if not scornful, as she encourages her friend to "try-out" for life. She quotes Dr. Zhivago, "Man is born to live, not prepare for life," and signs the letter "Me" ("the world's saddest word," she adds parenthetically).
In other notes, she speaks of her own despair; in one, written in winter of her sophomore year, she describes a "February depression." She catalogs a long, paralyzed morning spent in bed, skipping classes, hating herself. "Random thinking usually becomes a process of self-analysis with my ego coming out on the short end," she writes.
The letters contain no possibly damaging revelations of the proverbial "youthful indiscretions," and mention nothing glaringly outlandish or irresponsible. Indeed, she tends toward the self-scolding: "I have been enjoying myself too much, and spring and letter-writing are — to the bourgeois mind — no excuses!"
Rodham's notes to Peavoy are intimate at times, but if there is any romantic energy between the friends, it is not evident in Rodham's side of the conversation. "P.S. thanks for the Valentine's card," she says at the end of one letter. "Good night."
The letters to Peavoy taper off considerably after the first half of Rodham's junior year; there are just two from 1968 and one from 1969.
"I'm sitting here at a stolen table in a pair of dirty denim bell-bottoms, a never-ironed work shirt and a beautiful purple felt hat with a purple polka-dotted scarf streaming off it," she writes in her final correspondence, March 25, 1969. A senior bound for law school, she betrays exhaustion with the times, a country at war and a culture in tumult.
"I'm really tired of people slamming doors and screaming obscenities at poor old life," she writes, and describes the sound of chirping birds amid the "soulless academia" that she will inhabit for just a few more weeks as an undergraduate.
Copyright © 2007 The Seattle Times Company
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