Word: barkings
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...years gobbled up short hops and popped clutch singles when Yankee regulars were too pooped to play. He specializes in the eighth and ninth innings and eagerly awaits the second game of every twin bill, hoping to see his manager look down the dugout and hear him bark, "Get out there Fred Stanley and help us win this damned thing...
...Jimmy Carter and the nation have learned, a man's record as Governor provides only limited insight into how he would perform in the far more difficult role of President. Still, Reagan's conduct in the Governor's office did at least demonstrate that his conservative bark often carried little bite when he tackled the practical problems of governing his state. TIME Los Angeles Bureau Chief William Rademaekers and Correspondent Paul A. Witteman have reviewed the Reagan record as Governor. Their report...
...evangelical preacher; Hazel decides to revolt against his legacy by starting his own "Church Without Christ." As forcefully played by Brad Dourif (the stuttering inmate in One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest), the young hero is an angry, obsessed loner with penetrating eyes and a fierce bark. When he tries and fails to start his new church, he meets a large array of even greater crackpots: a charlatan street preacher who fakes blindness (Harry Dean Stanton), a zookeeper (Daniel Shor) in search of an animalistic deity, an evangelical merchandising expert (Ned Beatty) and some sex-starved belles...
...pineapple juice and dark molasses; a Creole specialty of St. Barts is a casserole made with cassava, calalu and other tropical vegetables. Conch (pronounced conk) fritters and chowder are delicacies anywhere. The drinks are equally exotic. On Statia, a kind of tea called mauby is made from the bark of a tree; when mixed with rum, they say, it makes "an old man young and a young man younger." Sabans serve a rum-based liqueur called Spice that would sink a buccaneer...
Connally, too, immersed himself quickly in the island ways. In the mountain towns of Coamo and Juana Díaz, he sipped Maví, a tropical bark drink, and wolfed down alcapurrias (plantain stuffed with meat). As he rode down the main street of Ponce, whistles shrieked from atop the century-old red firehouse and a loudspeaker in a blue van barked to pedestrians: "El quiere saludarte. Dale tu mano." (He wants to say hello. Shake his hand.) They cheered wildly when he grabbed a microphone to yell, ?"Estadidad ahora!"(statehood now). On the next day, he strolled down Calle...