Word: bathtubful
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...California court was ruling on the Egan case, Lawyer Shernoff was off in Mississippi instructing another jury in what he calls "the therapeutic concept of punitive damages." His client this tune was Wilfred Fayard, 58, a sheet metal worker, who had suffered a back injury while carrying a bathtub. Fayard lost his disability benefits because his injury was considered by his insurance company to be "nonconfining." That was because Fayard, on doctor's orders, managed to walk a few hundred yards every day for exercise. At the trial, a former claims adjuster for Fayard's insurers, Pennsylvania Life...
...first night, I returned to my room to discover that it had been appropriated by three gun-toting muchachos, one of whom was sleeping in the bathtub. In solidarity with the people's hard-won victory, I decided to sleep on Diederich's couch...
...WEEKS before Christmas, a middle-aged man woke up in a bathtub when his heart shivered. The water had gone ice on him; the last cigarette in the house from before his arm went limp was floating around on top, shedding little brown slivers of tobacco that slid down their individual chutes to the porcelain tub bottom...
...stepped out of the bathtub and smithereened a plastic cup lying on the linoleum where, limp-armed, he had dropped it. He hopped on one leg to hold the twinge of pain, new pain he couldn't numb because that cup had served him the last of the gin bright September day: he just back from the war, starched Air Force uniform, two rows of colored ribbons on his chest, bound for glory; she just back from her high-class wartime job in Washington, home to marry the hero. But after the fourth mewling baby, she went to work...
...stepped out of the bathtub and smithereened a plastic cup lying on the linoleum where, limparmed, he had dropped it. He hopped on one leg to hold the twinge of pain, new pain he couldn't numb because that cup had served him the last of the gin the night before. He careened against the wall and his shoulder erupted again in fire. It seared, like it had last night when the lizard-skin boots kept swinging into him, fireballs exploding when they landed. He had already made himself forget whoever it was attached to the boots...