Word: asphalted
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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John Travolta snagged that too. Just took a stroll down the Brooklyn asphalt, and midblock he had the street tucked neatly under his arm. By the time he got to the corner he had walked away with the turnaway hit of the season, second only to Close Encounters of the Third Kind in 1978 grosses. Saturday Night Fever has started Travolta along a yellow-brick show-biz road that reaches out of sight, raised discomania to a national craze and made superstars of a likable rock group called the Bee Gees for the second, or maybe it's the third...
...explosions at first hand. Reports he: "I finally got close enough to the bus to see at least five bodies burning inside. The rear windows were blasted out and the barrel of a machine-gun was poking out. A child aged seven or eight was lying on the asphalt, a bullet hole in its head. Three women in a nearby ditch screamed for help. I helped them limp to waiting ambulances. A young couple emerged from the ditch screaming, 'We had two children in the bus.' The woman was hysterical. 'Where are my children, my children...
Where on earth does Ewing get such a number? Well, he adds up the tons of asphalt mix purchased by public works departments across the country: 6.4 million. Then he divides by the amount of fill required for the average pothole: 110 lbs. The resulting figure, of course, is no more than an elaborate guess. By similar magic, Ewing has figured out the cost of extra gas U.S. drivers will consume in swerving around the potholes: $626 million...
...scarred battlefield. Until February 20, 13 days after the Blizzard of '78 had ended, army units were still blockading the two roads leading into the South Shore peninsula on which the town lies. Craters several feet in diameter pock marked the streets where sweeping tides had torn up the asphalt pavement...
...American Graffitti?' That's where I lived," says Steve Irion. The senior basketball co-captain grew up in Harlowtown, Montana, a hamlet of 1200 people, which earned him the nickname "Monty" when he came to Cambridge. Every Saturday, young Irion rose at 6 a.m. and went down to the asphalt courts built by the local Kiwanis Club to play roundball until sunset. When he wasn't playing basketball, Irion and his cronies "just used to hang out on Betty's corner." It was on the corner of the street and Betty owned the joint, he explains...