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...delicate they all really are, and how fragile their dream. For every flying Carl Lewis there is a fallen Mary Decker, and the fullest appreciation of sport requires both. Joan Benoit breezes in gracefully from her marathon, while Gabriela Andersen-Schiess lurches along grotesquely behind, and the picture-memory of the spectators develops into a composite of both images-the terrific and the terrible-much more touching as an entry than either could be individually. The happiest circumstance, of course, is when they take turns. First U.S. Gymnast Mary Lou Retton rejoiced as Rumania's Ecaterina Szabo sighed, then...
...Olympics, where femininity is literally put to the test, the right to trudge 26-plus miles had been withheld from women until this year, when unsinkable Benoit, 27, of Maine and Andersen-Schiess, 39, of Switzerland came to opposite conclusions in the marathon. "I was extremely comfortable the entire way. It was a very smooth, happy, training-run atmosphere," said Benoit, whose 2-hr. 24-min. 52-sec. frolic was dramatic only in light of the arthroscopic knee surgery she underwent 17 days prior to winning...
...until you see some of the men Sunday," when the race would be later in the day, and the cloud cover figured to be less. Aside from Pheidippides, the gasping Greek who established the marathon distance in his farewell appearance as a messenger, the most famous Olympic swooner before Andersen-Schiess was, of course, a man: Dorando ("Wrong Way") Pietri, an Italian who mislaid the finish line in 1908 in London...
...opposition to tuition tax credits for parents of private-school students. She is from Mondale briefing books to prepare for the detailed policy questions that await her, and could rattle her. Congresswoman Ferraro," says Sasso, sounding somewhere between hopeful and confident, "is a quick learner." - By Kurt Andersen. Reported by Sam Allis with Mondale and Richard Hornik with Ferraro...
Once upon a time, in the Danish capital of Copenhagen, there lived two boys named Per and Mike. As they sat quaffing ale after ale one fine day, they happened on a picture of a sight beloved of all Danes: the bronze statue of Hans Christian Andersen's Little Mermaid in the city's harbor. Twenty springs earlier, this winsome lass had lost her head to vandals. On this summer evening, Per and Mike lost theirs. In the dead of night, the two boys stole up on the sculpture and sawed off her right...