Word: cage
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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This new strictness with bursar's cards is a major league pain in the keister (especially when your sweatpants have no pockets) and could be easily alleviated by having a student directory at the monitor's cage. Since the monitors aren't doing anything constructive with their time now since the Harvard White Towel Embargo, they could use the same procedure as the libraries use when someone forgets his or her card...
...freewheeling iconoclast who has opinions on the shape of cities, freeways (he thinks they should be sculptures in the cityscape) and water. In the city, he says, "water affects us in the same way as does a wild animal in a zoo, pacing back and forth in his cage, beautiful and quietly desperate, controlled but with implications of wild danger." Halprin's latest work is a cascade for Seattle's Freeway Park. Like Alph, Kubla Khan's sacred river, the Seattle cascade plunges through a chasm, this one measurable to man, down to a sunless picture window...
Saville's own case is not so simple. His cage is unlocked, but it is clear that even if he chooses to venture outside he will drag the thing behind him forever. Circumstances have left him maimed; a radiant older brother died of pneumonia at the age of six in the year in which Saville was born, and his parents' grief made their reactions to the new baby guarded and distant. In the life of the mind, Saville lives a surrogate boyhood. For him, as for the surrounding villagers, maturity is impossible, and hope is a kind...
...hydraulic elevators that take visitors from the second to the third observation platform. The newsmagazine L 'Express quoted from a confidential 1970 report by the tower's chief engineer, who had warned of the lift's "serious fatigue." A cylinder might burst, he contended, causing the cage to make "a rapid and uncontrollable descent" with its 80-passenger load. The elevator has not yet been fully repaired...
...skinny, 170-lb. 6-ft. kid of 18 with the sort of lean, whippet's body that did not conjure up images of a slugger. Then he stepped into the batting cage. In a few short minutes, the onlookers needed no images-the reality was too splendid. Recalls Carew: "I was hitting some shots. I mean really hitting the ball." He blasted so many balls into the bleachers, in fact, that Twins Manager Sam Mele-fearing spying Yankee eyes-ordered him out of the batting cage: "Get him out of here before somebody sees the kid!" One month later...