Word: caps
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Marshall Green, 56, Assistant Secretary of State for East Asian and Pacific Affairs. The State Department's foremost Asia expert, Green would have been named Ambassador to Japan -a post with which he would like to cap his career-if his expertise had not been so badly needed for the Peking summit. He has a distinguished record of service in Japan, Korea and Hong Kong, where he headed the China-watching Consulate General, and in 1963 drafted a position paper for President Kennedy that recommended rapprochement with China...
...stands alone before the visitors' table, looking down with defiant, dark eyes. He is a big man, with broad shoulders, hard features, shaved Muslim head hidden by a blue stocking cap. A dark scar runs from his left cheek to his ear, from a "cutting" two years ago. His rust-colored cardigan is open and reveals a ring on a brass chain. Satisfied with the press card, he says, "They look for excuses to play with me. I try not to give them...
...crap, you'll have to look elsewhere. When I was a cynosure I spake as a cynosure, and when I grew up I gave the vocabulary to the parodists. Actuarially speaking, a generation has grown since I first appeared. Gazing at that boy with the red hunting cap on the old Signet paperback, I wonder: What would he think of me today? But then that gray-and-white snapshot in your high school yearbook-what is that youth to you? Would you have anything to say to each other...
...head got straight; I went to Columbia-after I said I would never go to any of those phony Ivy schools-and even tried a year of law school. I wore a Tattersall vest. I even wore a hat, for God's sake. Not a red hunting cap, I mean a hat. A whaddyacall it. A fedora. My father used to rate me like a New York pollution inspector: good, acceptable, unhealthy. I became a Good...
...Traditionally the U.S. surgeon is a fellow of undramatic tonsorial tastes; his close-cropped hair and minimal dandruff can be readily confined under a surgeon's cap of modest proportions. Not so the younger surgeon of today, with wavy locks down to the nape and perhaps a mustache and beard as well. Infection following surgery remains a problem, says Ludmila Davis, director of Stanford University Hospital's operating rooms, and hair is a natural breeding ground for bacteria. So Mrs. Davis and colleagues have designed a "Lawrence of Arabia helmet" to cover not only the Samson hair...