Word: behinders
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...sisters spent their early years in one of a row of identical five-room company houses. Sam's father worked as little as one day a week in the mines, often had to queue up for free flour. The specter of the mines and a sooty lifetime behind a No. 3 shovel hung over all the boys in the coal country. Sam decided early that he was going to finish high school, no matter what, and there he found football. When Sam made the Class-B all-state team as a 200-lb. tackle for Farmington High School, Coach...
...what to do with him; at 230 Ibs., he seemed a little too light for the defensive line, a step too slow for offensive guard. But in the third game of the season, the Giants' middle linebacker was hurt, and Sam Huff got the job. He has been behind the Giants' line ever since...
...Reaching behind the widely used notion that all entertainment is built on artful deception, Doerfer warned that programs which "contain a deceptive gloss above the accepted tolerances of dramatic license" might be outlawed in the next session of Congress, since shows that lure viewers unethically are using unfair means to outdo the sponsor's commercial competitors. "If the industry does not successfully survive that crisis," concluded Chairman Doerfer, "it has no one to blame but itself...
...side of Lake St. Clair. After a good night's sleep in the island's lodge, the four hunters rose late, sampled the icy (17°) morning air, had a leisurely breakfast. By 9:45 a.m. Curtice and Anderson were seated side by side on cartridge cases behind their blind, with 12-gauge shotguns at the ready. It was not a new experience for the two old friends. This was their eighth annual trip to Ste. Anne's together...
...elation of the coming kill. Yet South Pacific veterans also felt twinges of peculiar melancholy, which Historian Morison subtly senses and records: "You might be sick of the magnificent scenery, hate the steaming climate, and loathe the squawks of the white cockatoos; but something of you had been left behind, irrevocably; and you hated to think of the jungle taking over roads and airstrips ... As Virgil makes Aeneas deplore the city he had left and lost forever: iam seges est ubi Troia fuit-'now corn grows where Troy...