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Economy is still a big reason why women sew. But an increasing number of home seamstresses-over half of whom have incomes of $10,000 and up -find other advantages as well. Bib Neiman, 30, whose father owns women's clothing stores in Illinois and Kentucky, used to get all her clothes free, "but they never really fit me." Now she sews for herself and her husband and is even learning to weave her own fabrics and spin her own yarn. "I think we need to return to a more primitive way of doing things," she says. "When...
...corn and tobacco plants. At the moonshiner's cabin, the approaching car sent two barefoot girls scurrying to their mother, who in turn summoned her husband. His face was a study in seams and his hands were encrusted with years of grit. He wore a green plaid coat, bib overalls tucked into high rubber boots and a John Deere cap. He was immediately suspicious, but loosened up when the sheriff told him, with a perfectly straight face, that the visitor was a distant relative from Chicago...
...Peking delegates fairly gloated. Glaring over the speakers' rostrum at Bush, Iraqi Ambassador Talib El-Shi-bib mockingly suggested that if the U.S. still wanted to save a seat for Chiang Kaishek, "it is very welcome to take him and put him in place of the American delegation." With that, Nationalist Foreign Minister Chow Shu-kai stood up, walked to the rostrum and announced that he would "not take part in any further proceedings." Amid sympathetic applause, he then led his five-member delegation out of the hall. It was the most dignified gesture in a tableau that a British...
...road while his mother took in boarders. His Great-Aunt Sis used to tell about the night she took in Jesse James and his partner just before they robbed a bank in Russelville. They left a $10 gold piece under a breakfast plate. As a kid in bib overalls, Warren pitched in and did his share; he picked strawberries for 2? a quart, wormed tobacco for 25? a day, loaded sand onto trucks for road builders...
...elbow. "Your father's a fascist pig!" Myrna wasn't afraid of anything. The way it turned out, my father did not seem at all put out by Myrna's peace button, her Black Panther button, her S.D.S. button, her "Kill the Pigs" button, her bib overalls or her carefully teased blonde Afro wig. He didn't even wince when she accidentally let loose a - and a - over the Chianti, and a Holy -! and a - during the spaghetti. In fact, I could only see the faintest spark behind his Coca-Cola green glasses when she patted...