Word: cabin
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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After the plane landed, a cabin cleaner heard a muffled cry from a cabinet beneath the sink. There, covered with paper towels, was a newborn girl, umbilical cord still attached. The 8-lb. 9-oz. infant appeared to be suffering from hypothermia but otherwise seemed healthy. After the mother, Christina LoCasto, 24, of Staten Island, N.Y., turned herself in, authorities charged her with child endangerment. The 5-ft. 7-in., 155-lb. woman had not appeared pregnant to flight attendants, and even her husband says he was unaware of her condition...
Thoreau has been dead for a while now, but David Barto's tour of the philosopher's Concord cabin and pond "Henry David Thoreau Returns to Walden Pond" will take you on journey through the naturalist's life and dreams. Meet at Routes 2 and 6 in Concord. Parking is $3, but admission is free. Telephone...
Immigrants still come for that promise, but the U.S. has wavered in its faith. America is no longer sure that economic strength derives from individualism. And America is no longer sure that there is space enough, sky enough, to sustain the cabin on the prairie. Now, as we near the end of the American Century, two alternative cultures beckon the American imagination: the Asian and the Latin American. Both are highly communal cultures, in contrast to the literalness of American culture. Americans devour what they might otherwise fear to become. Sushi will make them lean, subtle corporate warriors. Combination Plate...
Fast food too. In their week at a North Woods cabin, Nice Guy John Candy and his family encounter every unimaginative pestilence: bats, raccoons, stubborn horses, runaway water skis, acid indigestion, puppy love. And, worst of all, a plague of relatives led by Slime King Dan Aykroyd. The comic climax comes when a bear gets its buttocks fur blown off by a shotgun. Anyone out there laughing...
Given the dazzling array of equipment available, some fishermen go overboard. That's My Hon, a 90-ft. fishing palace owned by Ted Sabarese, a New Jersey computer-company executive, is awash with $210,000 worth of angling gadgetry. Its cabin is a war room of screens, gauges and graphs, including three position finders, a satellite navigation system and three depth sounders. Says Dick Greiner, the yacht's skipper: "You're only as good as the equipment...