Word: armes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...into a helicopter and whirred off to the isolated, primitive Peruvian village of Aguarunas, where his interpreter explained to the curious Indians that this tall, grey-haired white man was the President of something called Peru. While the Indians laughed and shrugged in confusion, Belaúnde threw an arm around one for a quick photograph, then popped back into his helicopter for another stop or two before returning home...
...visiting doctor at the A.M.A. meeting had just had a little blood drawn from his arm. He watched while a technician dropped the specimen into the machine. Within a minute, he saw pastel-colored samples of his diluted serum being pumped through a dozen spaghetti-thin plastic tubes. Lights began to flash on and off, and a mechanical pen started to trace a red line on a chart. The doctor noted with equanimity that the thin red line passing through the columns of the chart was reporting normal amounts of calcium, albumin and cholesterol in his blood. Then...
...Quarterback Jeff Beaver, who suffered a dislocated shoulder. Sticking to the ground in the face of a gusty 40-m.p.h. wind, Notre Dame's Hanratty sent Fullback Larry Conjar crunching through the line for a pair of touchdowns in the first and second quarters. Then, his injured arm soothed with cortisone shots, Hanratty delivered the bomb that the Irish fans had come to see. Down the field full speed went Jim Seymour. Zing! Terry Hanratty shot a perfect pass against the wind for a 56-yd. touchdown. Jogging back to the bench, Hanratty grinned: "Sore arm, eh?" Before...
...hare hopped from the thicket and dashed frantically across the field toward a copse of birch and poplar. Thirty yards away, the great golden eagle launched itself from its master's gauntleted arm and swiftly closed the distance. The hare zigzagged desperately. No use. Flashing 20 ft. overhead, the eagle gave a sort of shrug and folded its wings. Legs rigid, it plummeted downward, driving its talons deep into the hare's skull, killing the animal instantly. Then, poised over its prey, 3-ft. wings spread in triumph, it shrieked impatiently for its master to hurry along with...
...place. Ravel was such a notoriously bad conductor that soloists who were condemned to play under his baton sometimes made a secret pact to take all their cues from the concertmaster. Says Leinsdorf: "If you have a good concertmaster, you don't have to move your left arm so much...