Word: beaverbrook
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Boxboro becomes home to the Beaverbrook Bluegrass Festival this Saturday at the grounds of the Harvard Sportsmen's Club off Whitcomb Avenue, near Routes 2 and 495. Slim Clark will show off his yodeling skills and Bear Acker and billings Gap will be featured, too. Tickets Ave $10 on Saturday and $5 after 6 p.m. Sunday tickets are $9, and $16 gets you in for the whole weekend of fun. Saturday hours are noon- 11 p.m., and Sunday from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Telephone...
...Shogun" of 17th century Japan, distorted his nation's economy to pamper his 100,000 canines. Ovid and Catullus wrote poems to commemorate the deaths of their mistresses' birds, and trendy Romans kept pet turbot. Today a dog's vita can be just as dolce. Three years ago, Lady Beaverbrook booked all the seats in the business section of a jumbo jet so that she and her pooch could travel in solitary comfort...
...harbor a hidden vegetarian agenda. His descriptions of the insensitive technology of pig farming and "porcine stress syndrome" take the fun out of a ham sandwich. Yet In the Company of Animals is not intended to change our habits but to open our minds. Historians, psychologists, sociologists and Lady Beaverbrook may resent Serpell's romp through their territories. Both petted and petless readers should welcome the incursions...
...deeper one. D.L., who was known as Denny before legally changing his name to initials, is a liberated husband of 20 years and the father of four. In a Dayton Journal Herald column, he writes about the ordinary upsets at his tri-level home in the bedroom community of Beaverbrook, Ohio. Stewart has not always been one of the dinette set, however. In the beginning, he wanted to be another Jimmy Breslin, but after hanging out in locker rooms, the curly-haired journalist realized ten years ago, "You don't have to write about armpits and jockstraps...
...makes no apology for his bookishness: "Men of power have no time to read; yet the men who do not read are unfit for power." He draws a charming portrait of his father, who passed on his bibliophilia, and a colorfully contradictory one of his father-figure, Lord Beaverbrook. Foot reminisces warmly about his exasperating fellow journalist Randolph Churchill, but repeats the remark that he "should not be allowed out in private." He sketches a learned dissertation on the political significance of Disraeli's novels and states the case for Hazlitt as England's Shakespeare of prose...