Word: brokenness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...been keeping an eye on an object in its care known as the McNulta time capsule. The McNulta in question, a Bloomington man, was a Civil War general in the 94th Illinois Volunteers. The time capsule was an etched glass bottle, seven inches high and sealed with a broken stopper, containing several mysterious thin packages wrapped in cloth. A notification tucked into its base read: "Souvenirs of the meeting of the Society of the Army of Tennessee. Held at Chicago November 1879. To be kept unopened for 100 years...
Surprisingly, Center Elaine Holpuch is one of the major problems. The 6-ft. 1-in. sophomore led the team in offense last season, scoring an average of 11.9 points per game, but she has rarely broken loose this year...
...curse is finally broken. The women hoopsters tallied their first win of the season last night, outlasting Southeastern Massachusetts University...
...Valerie Harper to the sit-com, playwright John Guare has now brought to the stage--that many-headed artistic monster, the Manhattan neurosis. "Bosoms and Neglect," Guare's newest play, is about therapy. It's about loneliness and "5 a.m. friends." It's about the fulminations of intelligent but broken people who are oppressed by the four walls of their Fifth Avenue apartments. Though a bit tired, these themes can usually withstand a warming over, and Guare's is articulate and wry. The trouble comes when he strives higher. As clever urban satire "Bosoms and Neglect" is fine; as probing...
...journey was both an exciting new adventure and an exercise in nostalgia. He revisited the magazine's old outpost at Villa No. 10 of Phnom-Penh's Samarki Hotel, where he had spent many a week monitoring the war. There, he says, "I found a shambles of broken glass, overturned furniture and mangled typewriters." The scene stirred memories for Scott: "I recalled that on the last night of U.S. bombing in Cambodia, the windows of the old hotel were rattling as usual. Then came dawn and a welcome silence. I flew over to Bangkok, drove north to Korat...