Word: californiaisms
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Keeping touch has been Reddin's main concern. California Criminologist A. C. Germann suggests that a good police chief must be as willing to talk to black nationalists as he is to the Optimists' Club. Reddin may not exactly rap with the Black Panthers, but he tries...
Surfeit of Sophistication. "It began about 1953 in the Little Leagues," says California Angels Shortstop Jim Fregosi. "They started taking all the good athletes and making them pitchers." By the time he is twelve, today's Little Leaguer can cut the corner of the plate with a curve and he has the confidence to throw one on a three-and-two count. When he reaches the majors at an average age of 20, after progressing through the Pony League, high school, American Legion baseball, college and/or the minors, he is already a polished pro. Never before have the majors...
...Guess who's coming to dinner, Mom?" is a line to frighten not a few households. But compared with a few years ago, the custom has increased dramatically. "It's no big thing any more," says a blonde 17-year-old who graduated from California's El Cerrito High School. Nor need mixed couples date furtively and clandestinely. Today they do it openly, and often they are the campus elite...
...Narcotic Authority, finally felt compelled to carry the law's test requirements. By rounding up the two parolees, he hoped to establish that his agency has authority over all civilly committed addicts in the state-including those at Synanon. But Synanon President Jack Hurst, 36, believes that a California Court of Appeals has excused his parolee patients from further "clean" tests. He has advised them not to submit. What the court actually said was that state authorities could not bar a parolee from living at Synanon and could treat Synanon's program as the equivalent of surprise testing...
After reviewing a contingent of Viet Nam-bound Marines in California, Lyndon Johnson strode purposefully toward what he thought was his helicopter. "That's your helicopter over there, sir," said an officer, steering the President toward a different craft. "Son," replied Johnson evenly, "they are all my helicopters...