Word: boys
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...tailwind, tramp behind Al and Birdy through a series of touching, painful and often hilarious boyhood adventures, and we dodge mines and shells with Al as he takes on the Germans. Along the way, Al discovers that his muscle is a front hiding a fearful but honest man-boy. Birdy confronts his birdness and slowly lets it migrate from...
...boys sing in two-part harmony. Al speaks solidly, narrating the story of their lives step by step, unhesitantly supplying details and background references. Birdy speaks in a more flighty tone, but in sharper focus, offering the history of his bird colony and telling us how, in his dreams, he goes from boy to bird...
...Frat parties do indeed blast through the nights. But to an outsider they very much resemble freshman mixers everywhere in the country. Large, smoky rooms, reeking of beer and shuddering to the sound of loud music, are often filled with revelers shoulder to shoulder. Clusters of boys approach clusters of girls like amoebas making tentative contact. The approach is sometimes individual. At one frat party a red-faced boy holding a beer edges closer and closer to an apparently preoccupied brunette. "Hi," he says, over the music. "Where are you from?" "Wheaton College," she says, giving him nothing. "Oh," says...
...green banner forlornly proclaims, WHEN BETTER WOMEN ARE MADE, DARTMOUTH MEN WILL MAKE THEM. Through halls that seem to carry scars from ancient battles, a brother who has just wakened stumbles along, scratching his chest and testing the elastic of his underwear. He is sucking sleepily on a lollipop. "Boy did I get messed up last night," he mutters, turning lazily toward the showers. Another brother offers the visitor an opinion: "Every time there is anything all-male, the women can't wait to break...
Riding on a lot of contacts, a line of credit and sheer gall, a troupe of about 300 international profiteers have become the principal beneficiaries of the galloping oil price increases that occur daily on the "spot market." They are the mysterious players in a loose old-boy network of private investors, former oil executives, foreign government officials, Arab sheiks and assorted middlemen, brokers and hustlers. "Many of them," says Joe Roeber, a London-based analyst of the spot market, "got out of trading used tires or razor blades or whatever else they were doing to start dealing...