Word: basins
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...authors were sentenced to serve their term in a "rigorous-regime collective-labor colony." That probably meant one of the two Mordvinian camps in the upper Volga Basin, where they may see relatives three times a year, receive letters once a month, and be "paroled" only to a less severe camp. Since neither man is especially robust, long hours spent chopping trees and doing other heavy outdoor labor under sub-zero winter conditions could prove fatal. As far as Pravda, Tass and Izvestia were concerned, that would hardly be too harsh for what Tass described as "dirty foam brought...
...hydrogen bombs, Christmas vacations for Job Corps enrollees, postmen's rounds. It sets out the figures for developing a vaccine against syphilis and paying the pensions of 10,500 surviving veterans of the Spanish-American War. From the smallest single project ($5,000 for the Potomac River Basin Commission) to the largest ($3.6 billion to put a man on the moon), the budget bristles with insights into the nation's mood. In fiscal 1967, the U.S. will spend $820,000 on training, counseling, and other projects to improve the estate of the 26.5 million women in the labor...
...combat the new low mountain morality, ski areas are fighting back. Bogus Basin, Idaho, now hires off-duty deputy sheriffs to patrol the piste in "plain clothes," passes out notices to advertise the fact. Squaw Valley has put up posters offering $100 reward to those who can catch a thief. And resorts as chic and cher as Vail, Colo., have been forced to install racks that lock skis in place...
...grande dame is there, and to have missed her would be to miss one of Boston's most charming moods. It's an anachronism that somehow works, a reversion that is delightful rather than reactionary. It is perhaps the only mood in which the Dickensian Charles Basin skyline is more impressive than the tall, sterile Prudential. That Dickens touch is, actually, the keynote to Boston's Christmas. Inexplicably one expects to hear "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" instead of "Jingle Bells...
...with being an idealist, a bad poet and an honest man. How plead you?" With this cue, the good grey don (Richard Kiley) whirls into his act. He tilts at windmills, mistakes an inn for a castle where he is to be knighted, swears that a barber's basin is a golden helmet, and with chivalric ardor vows devotion to a lusty serving-wench (Joan Diener), whom he views as his dream virgin, Dulcinea...