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Unlike many other university presses, Harvard University Press (HU Press) books aren't bound with blank covers or printed on scratchy paper. That's because of a marriage of economics and university support that has made HU Press one of the country's more successful university presses since 1913, according to Financial Director William A. Lindsay...

Author: By Caille M. Millner, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Harvard University Press: Not Your Average Publisher | 12/15/1998 | See Source »

Botterill was dangerous from the corner the entire game. In the first period she gunned a pass from the boards to sophomore forward Tammy Shewchuk, who was wide open in front of the net and knocked the disc in from point-blank range...

Author: By Zevi M. Gutfreund, | Title: Silver Charm | 12/8/1998 | See Source »

...rejuvenated Harvard squad came out of thelocker room after the intermission. The Crimsonrecorded its first goal 3:32 into the secondperiod when Mleczko found Botterill in the leftcorner. The former Olympian rifled the disc to herCanadian National Team counterpart, Shewchuk, whoscored from point-blank range to cap off thewell-executed play...

Author: By Zevi M. Gutfreund, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: W. Hockey Upsets No. 1 UNH | 12/7/1998 | See Source »

...Springer who rose to the occasionagainst the UNH offense, which leads the ECAC inscoring at 6.5 goals per game. While strongCrimson defensive zone coverage limited UNH'sattack to 26 shots, Springer made several clutchplays, denying shots from point-blank range by aWildcats offense that features eight players whohave scored more than 10 points through 10 games...

Author: By Zevi M. Gutfreund, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: W. Hockey Upsets No. 1 UNH | 12/7/1998 | See Source »

What I enjoyed most about my conversations with John Campbell was that they hardly existed. We spoke--at the post office, at the village store, whenever he pulled over to the curb on his bike--two, three times a month. But we said very little. In the still, blank autumn afternoons like these, our silence abetted the season. One of us would open with some typically male, moderately hearty greeting; the other would follow with an observation about essentially nothing, like the lowering sky; the other would grunt or nod; John would pedal away, and that would be that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Silent Friendships of Men | 12/7/1998 | See Source »

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