Word: arens
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...down a path under a squall of incoming fire, their intestines peeking pinkly between their fingers. The colonel walked through it all with quiet confidence. He questioned a second lieutenant walking back alongside a stretcher: "Where are you going?" The lieutenant replied that the wounded man was his brother. "Aren't those other men up there your brothers too?" the colonel said. "Get back...
Boston's golf courses are like Boston's restaurants--there aren't many of them, but the good ones are excellent. Boston has the advantage of being a small city, making the suburban golf courses easy to get to. It also has the good fortune to be located in New England, one of the nation's most scenic regions...
...simply admit this fact? We want to meet you, Harvard, and you want to meet us -- at least those of you who aren't wrongly afraid of us do. Why can't we get together? It's such a tragedy. We have so much to give to each other, to share with each other, and to learn from each other. We want to know each other as people first, not as dates or as members of a "relationship," but as men and women with something to say to each other...
This is what co-educational living is all about, and if we can't have that for awhile, then we should have a substitute and soon. Aren't we tired of all or nothing relationships? Aren't we limited by knowing only a few people casually and even fewer well? Isn't it about time we did something to make our four, brief, crucial years here count for something more than a few A's and B's? Isn't the time long, long overdue to put an end to our self-imposed loneliness...
...with the fags now it's different. They have never been anything but a problem. Yes, the fags, the fairies, the queens, the queers. Just stop and try to recall all the derogatory euphemisms we've invented in order to reject homosexuals. Lots of them, aren't there? Probably even greater than the number of euphemisms we've invented for the black. That's fairly good index of exactly how much our society fears homosexuals. Of course we feared the blacks, too, feared them even while we chucked 'em under their cork-blackened chins. But we feared them precisely because...