Word: boys
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...acquired the alarming habit of banging his head against the wall, and when he began to talk, he repeated the same sound or word over and over again. Says Lancaster, "I kept asking myself, 'What am I doing wrong?' " Professional counselors offered conflicting views. A pediatrician thought the boy might be autistic. School officials said he was emotionally disturbed. Further testing indicated he was mildly retarded...
Most people don't even turn for this guy. He's kind of shy, the kind of bum who looks guilty when he's shaking you down so it's easy to figure that he doesn't deserve your quarter anyhow. His is an apologetic, bad boy look: "Sorry, Mom, I'm a bum. Can I have my quarter...
Midwest: The only explanation for the Midwest regional is that someone wants Indiana and pretty boy Steve Alford to make the Final Four--bad. Why else would the NCAA put the two unproven top teams, Temple and Depaul, in the same regional? The sometimes brilliant play of Nate Blackwell makes Temple a threat. DePaul and Dallas Comegys, however, could easily be upset by St. John's if Mark Jackson plays at his peak rather than repeating his horror show versus Providence...
...attention stateside, I found a certain Colorado brewery proclaiming: "Coors is the one." This is not a bad slogan but I just don't trust the Coors spokesman, Mark Harmon. He's simply too preppy and clean-cut, the sort of person one associates with insider trading, old boy networks and shady land deals with Native American tribes. Ultimately, my conscience couldn't handle Coors...
With two live chickens and 200 eggs, $20,000 and no prospects, the Couvreux family from Bordeaux crossed the Atlantic in a 40-ft. ketch. There was Michel (the father, the Frenchman, the architect) and Janis (the mother, the Californian, the first mate), and their little boy Sean and his baby brother Brendan, as newborn at the time as his father's dream -- everyman's dream -- to sail away...