Word: barnful
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...race is Saturday's Belmont Stakes, final jewel in the Triple Crown of American Thoroughbred racing. Pleasant Colony occupies a stall midway down the shed row, his needs tenderly ministered to by a groom, his well-being protected by a round-the-clock guard detail. But Barn No. 48 is more than the home of Pleasant Colony. It is the domain of Johnny Campo, the controversial trainer who violated one of the conventions of the racing world by brashly predicting victory for his once obscure colt: A new coat of paint might spiff up Pleasant Colony's stable...
Early one morning last week, a crew of painters arrived at Barn No. 48 on the backstretch of New York's Belmont Park. They started to work, patching cracks in the walls of the cramped two-room office next to the stables and applying a fresh coat of paint to the weathered picket fence. "Just regular maintenance," a workman explained. Then he added, "Of course, the big horse always gets regular maintenance just before the big race...
...taxi fleet. He is seen from time to time in Left Bank restaurants with one or another of the attractive young women whose company he enjoys. But he is also a family man who spends most weekends with his wife, visiting friends or staying in his converted sheep barn in southwestern France...
...exceed 3 million - marches in. Welby Spainhower of Ridgefield has a trailer-housed store with a view of the mountain and a stock that includes ballpoint pens filled with ash, 48 types of T shirts, and a record titled Ashfall. Clara Ottosen of Silverlake has converted a barn into a museum filled with Helenic artifacts, including the burned-out Volvo in which National Geographic Photographer Reid Blackburn was interred by a blizzard of ashes...
...summer of 1948. the painter Arshile Gorky entered his studio barn in Sherman, Conn., tied a noose in a rope, chalked a farewell message on a picture crate-"Goodbye, My Loveds," it read in broken English-and hanged himself. He was 44 years old, and he had been afflicted by most of the disasters that can befall a man: cancer, the destruction of many of his works in a fire, nagging poverty and the collapse of his family. His life had been a mass of insecurities right from his childhood in Armenia, where he barely escaped a Turkish pogrom...