. . . Spring 1998
When the playwright Avery Hopwood '05 paid his last visit to Ann Arbor in June 1924, he visited his young frat brothers at the old Phi Gamma Delta (Fiji) house on Oxford Street. After a happy evening of reminiscing and heavy drinking (unbridled intoxication being emblematic of the era), the besotted Hopwood stumbled outside to an awaiting taxi. He turned before entering the vehicle and shouted, "If you never see me again, remember me this way boys!"
When Hopwood died four years later, he left hundreds of thousands of dollars as a legacy to his alma mater, stipulating that the money be used to benefit student writers. Since 1930-31, the Hopwood Awards Committee has awarded roughly one-and-a-half million dollars in prizes to 2,500 students.Among the more prominent writers to win Hopwoods are Max Apple, John Ciardi, Robert Hayden, Lawrence Kasdan, Arthur Miller, Frank O'Hara, Marge Piercy and Nancy Willard.
His connection with the Fiji's had a significant impact on his early success. When he launched his career, the Fijis would arrive in droves on opening nights to help give a boost to Hopwood's plays--especially if the play in question opened in a college town such as Syracuse, New Haven or Columbus. Once in the lobby, the local brotherhood would move en masse down the aisles of the theater, chanting in procession. Their boisterous applause and laughter would have a sure effect on the local newspaper critics, and the play would gain notoriety.
Hopwood once wrote, "I think I'd be superstitious enough to fear for the fate of the play if it didn't open with the Phi Gamma Delta boys in the audience."
Hopwood's world was teeming with flappers, chorus girls and gold diggers (a term, by the way, that he coined), and his characters were the habitués of chic speakeasies, movie studios and the backstage.Thecharacters in a Hopwood comedy drank champagne and listened to "hot" jazz. The things that occurred in their bedrooms were far more important than anything that happened in their living rooms.
As wildly popular as his farces were, however, Hopwood's brand of humor was quickly forgotten after the '29 Crash.
Avery Hopwood's private life was a fascinating mess. He drank hard (especially in his later years), allegedly used cocaine and was a painfully closeted homosexual, which only his closest friends knew. Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas were trusted personal friends, as were Carl "Buddy" Van Vechten and his wife, Fania Marinoff. Van Vechten was the music critic for the New York Times and an enthusiastic promoter of the arts. It was through the Van Vechtens, who ran a remarkable salon out of their apartment on West 55th Street in New York City, that Hopwood became intimately acquainted with the foremost cultural figures of his day.
The doctor on the scene suggested that there were "bluish marks" found on the body (bruises?), but concluded that Hopwood died of "cerebral congestion perhaps brought on by acute intoxication." What makes the death more mysterious was the arrival at the resort a week later of John Floyd, an alleged lover who Hopwood believed, as he stated in a letter to Gertrude Stein, was intent on murdering him.
After the playwright's death, Floyd received a sizable sum of money from the Hopwood estate. The mysterious Floyd was later confined to a psychiatric hospital in New York where he died in 1961.
Thomas E. Loewe is the promotion coordinator for University Productions, School of Music.
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