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Word: bottomly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...fish, shellfish, crustaceans and marine worms were killed almost immediately when a barge capsized and spilled over 200,000 gal. of oil into Buzzards Bay, off Falmouth, Mass., in 1969. Eighteen months later, scientists from Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution reported that the oil was still spreading along the bottom at 40-ft. depths, covering more than 5,000 acres offshore and polluting 500 acres of tidal rivers and marshes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Oil Is Pouring on Troubled Waters | 1/10/1977 | See Source »

...those that occur when a vessel that was empty a few hours before has up to 200,000 tons of oil suddenly poured aboard under rapid loading conditions. At some discharge ports, very big ships can dock only at high tide. Delays can mean the ship sits on her bottom plates in shallow water before the draft can be lightened sufficiently. Such structural strains are repeated and severe, and, coupled with the tremendous rate of corrosion, they shorten the life of the vessels and constantly weaken them...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Tomorrow's Disaster: 'Gigantic' | 1/10/1977 | See Source »

...Bottom Line. Start-up costs of New West, originally estimated by Felker at $1 million, ran over $3 million. Though New West is fat with ads and has a heady 240,000 circulation, expenses are outstripping revenues. Village Voice is still profitable, but its net income has dropped since the takeover. Thus, for the first time in years, N.Y.M. Co. will post an operating loss...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Playing New York's Power Game | 1/10/1977 | See Source »

Third Rung from the Bottom...

Author: By Alix M. Freedman, | Title: ...And Oarsmen Get Tour, Second Place in Egypt | 1/4/1977 | See Source »

...keep going. Another hundred meters and we pause, kneel down and take a compass bearing directly into the woods. Now we are sprinting, leaping over logs, crashing through small brush, legs and arms flailing. We try to pace a 200-meter leg but fail, losing the count at the bottom of a hill where we have plunged into unexpected muddy ooze. We stand, gasping for breath, shin deep in the freezing mud, tracing our path on the map. We are on the track. We pull our feet out of the mire, skirt the swamp and climb the hill...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Over the River, Into the Trees | 12/27/1976 | See Source »

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