Word: brickes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Shortly after dawn one day last week, about 200 policemen surrounded a three-story brick house in Philadelphia, "Surrender immediately," demanded an officer through a bullhorn. The shouted reply: "You'll have to bring us out dead." The speaker was Chuckie Africa, a spokesman for the house's residents, all members of MOVE, a radical back-to-nature cult that had staved off eviction for 15 months (TIME...
...Minor no longer checks under the hood of his car before turning the ignition key, although he sometimes thinks he should. Not too long ago, friends advised him that there was a contract out on his life. Last January a cross was burned in front of the one-story brick office he rents in the warehouse district of Jackson, Miss. The same night, hoodlums hurled a brick through the window with the warning, "You are being watched by the Knights of the Ku Klux Klan...
...Philadelphia's once elegant North 33rd Street stands a red brick Victorian house surrounded by trash, garbage and human excrement. Children and dogs play in the yard, while adults lean over a 6-ft.-high wooden barricade and shout obscenities at passersby. "This is our house, and we are not going to let the city take it," vows a young woman. "We will defend our house. We will defend our children...
ATTENDING A RETROSPECTIVE of an artist's work has a similar appeal as seeing old movies over and over again. You go to quell your nostalgic urges, to see your time - honored favorites, whether it be the joy of watching Dorothy prance down the Yellow Brick Road for the umpteenth time or the sight of a particular Monet haystack. For the most part, however, new ideas are rarely perceived; you end up looking for your special favorites and tend to ignore the rest. Whatever insights are made usually concern the philosophy of nostalgia rather than revelations about the subject concerned...
...center of all the furor was a four-story red brick building in the old textile mill town of Oldham in the northwest region of England. There, in a guarded room of the maternity section of Oldham and District General Hospital, Lesley Brown, 30, a resident of Bristol, was being tended in her final month of pregnancy. For nine years she and her husband Gilbert John, 38, a van driver for British Rail, had futilely tried to have a child. Now, finally, the Browns were on the verge of achieving their hearts' desire?in a most spectacular manner. Early...