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...Minutes to Swim. On race day, a 20-knot crosswind was kicking up 10-ft. swells in the northward-flowing Gulf Stream, and visibility was down to half a mile. But away they went anyhow, 31 boats roaring out of Biscayne Bay into the heaving Gulf Stream. Within minutes, last year's Griffith winner, Bill Wishnick, was back at the dock: his co-driver Allen Brown had smashed both ankles on the jolting deck of their 28-ft. Broad Jumper. About the same time, Gar Wood Jr. bounced Orca onto a sand bar off Cape Florida, clambered...
About half the workers at the Newmarket terminal are Negro. Many of them joked with each other, "No need to give that to me, I can't read anyhow." The crowd which jeered the SDS members was predominantly white...
...nonidentical twin brother-Waldo, a thin, superior fellow who spends 50 years working in public libraries around Sydney. Waldo is the intellectual type, so superior in fact that he does not deign to confide his thoughts to anyone, least of all to his dim twin. The thoughts, anyhow, are nothing much, but when Waldo retires, he will maybe get around to collating notes for his novel-Tiresias as a Youngish Man-which he keeps in mum's old dress box. Tiresias was the shaman of Thebes, who had a prophetic gift as well as the characteristics of both sexes...
...Base as part of his 14th an nual Christmas tour of U.S. overseas installations, the comic slipped off a backstage platform and sailed into the arms of a burly security man, who broke the fall a bit. With two ligaments torn in his left ankle, Bob went on anyhow, even limped through a soft-shoe routine with Actress Carroll Baker. Later the leg was taped up to ease the "shooting pains," but Hope was cracking happily that his North Hollywood draft board had already given him a physical exam. "And then," he said, "they burned my draft card...
Poor Gavin. The time is the late '30s, and the angels talk so much that he can seldom get a word in. And what would he say anyhow? He has failed his exams, so he cannot go to the university. He hates his own "girlish hands and all beaked nose thrusting out blindly like a day-old bird's." He is a Roman Catholic in dull bourgeois Belfast, where the "papist" minority moves with silent loathing among the majority Protestants -"the Prods." In short he feels doomed, and no one disputes his judgment. Not his solicitor father...