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That would put Anne Robinson at bow, Ginny Smith at two, Connie Cervilla at three, Kathy Sullivan at four, Jenny Getsinger at five, Lillian Hunt at six, Alison Hill at seven, with team captain Charlotte Crane stroking. Nancy Hadley will...

Author: By Peter A. Landry, | Title: 'Cliffe Rowers Vie for National Title | 6/14/1973 | See Source »

...four, which Baker says is "rowing much, much better than at the Sprints," Radcliffe will feature Kathy Barbash at bow, Judy Levine at two, Debbie Harrington at three and Dotty Kent at stroke. Sally Parker will...

Author: By Peter A. Landry, | Title: 'Cliffe Rowers Vie for National Title | 6/14/1973 | See Source »

...highlight of the ceremony came when Pforzheimer, whose husband Carl Pforzheimer donated the money for the four, was asked to unveil the name of the boat and christen it. When she unswathed the bow of the boat, she discovered to her surprise that it was embossed with her own name...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 'Cliffe Crew Team Christens Shells in Dockside Ceremony | 6/13/1973 | See Source »

...week the ERP threatened to kill Otis Elevator Co. executives unless the company would agree to "donate" $500,000 to a children's hospital and other institutions, and increase the wages of its Argentine employees by 100%. At week's end, Otis had not decided whether to bow to the threat, as did Ford of Argentina (TIME, June 4). The company did, however, evacuate all its executives and their families. The mood of those remaining behind in Argentina's international community was grim. Said one American businessman: "We've been getting threatening calls for months...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ARGENTINA: El Tio in Trouble | 6/11/1973 | See Source »

...face ever hidden, approached and tugged my pajama sleeve, pulling me toward the open Lovecraft tomb. Forgetting danger, cleanliness and reason, I ventured into the yawning Stygian recesses of the inner earth, down inclined passageways whose walls were coated with the detestable slimy niter of the earth's bow els. My whole being choked on the stinking confluence of incense fumes, and a cancerous terror clutched my chest with strangling tendrils. Penultimately we reached a vast vaulted room lit with a gangrenous green glare from an unknown source, while all around pulsed and crashed a monstrous noise not unlike...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Dream Lurker | 6/11/1973 | See Source »

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