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...early, about 50 kids gather in the backyard of the home of a sophomore. There's talk of a keg in the basement, and a steady stream of hopefuls goes downstairs to check it out. They return, disappointed that there's no keg but sporting Cokes spiked with bourbon. There's more smoke in the air than in a New York City bar, and not all of it comes from cigarettes. In a corner of the yard, three kids are smoking marijuana...
Juan Carlos was an unlikely monarch. His branch of the Bourbon dynasty was impoverished and living in Rome. It was eligible for the kingship only because the direct line was tainted with the hemophilia gene inherited from Britain's Queen Victoria. Needy and apparently pliant, he thus became the acceptable heir to Francisco Franco, military dictator of the kingless kingdom of Spain. At Franco's 1975 death, Juan Carlos, above, at his 1962 wedding, took the throne. Spaniards expected little. But the King pressed the move to a constitutional monarchy. When militarists opposed it and attempted a coup...
DIED. AL HIRT, 76, corpulent pop and jazz trumpeter also known as "Jumbo" and "the Round Mound of Sound"; of liver disease; in New Orleans. The ever affable Hirt was an institution in his hometown of New Orleans, where he ran a Bourbon Street club and had a stake in football's Saints. During a five-decade career, he toured with Big Bands led by Benny Goodman and Tommy Dorsey, recorded more than 50 albums and won a Grammy. He continued to play local clubs until the last weeks of his life...
Another typical evening. A group of perfectly groomed young gentlemen in dinner jackets stroll to their club for a brief bourbon. Tonight, the glittering ballroom of the cotillion is theirs for the taking. Silk gowns sway and champagne flows. The band thrills and the playboys survey the scene. The party swells. In the early morning hours, the gala subsides and the young men return to their lush apartments on Mount Auburn Street...
...grandchildren, all wearing crimson, most of them waving banners, giving forth the unforgettable scents of a great Eastern football classic-odor of healthy flesh nipped by late November chill, perfume of flowers, perfume of perfume, perfume of feminine hair, sharp tang of Egyptian cigarette fumes, clean breath of bourbon, smell of furs--chanting roar of cheers, of thousands of male voices raised in enthralled song, shrill feminine screams of sheer ecstasy...