Word: caps
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...with blood and mud, they fight against the background of a bright orange sky, the bloodshot sun hanging low. The strange atmosphere of unreality intensifies with the entrance of Merlin (Nicol Williamson) who emerges from the mist covered in black robes, his head adorned with a glistening silver skull cap. Uther (Gabriel Byrne), boldest of the knights--soon-to-be father of Arthur--hacks through the earnage and calls out to Merlin "I must be King! I must have that sword! I must have Excalibur!" Merlin cackles "In time, Uther, in time." It's a marvelous seene. It promises...
...TOURIST (camera slung over shoulder, baseball cap planted on head) wandered by, Mr. R. Campbell, (blue blazer, red Philip Morris crest) grabbed him, twisted his arm behind his back, and asked "May I help you?" "I'm looking for the tour," the tourist replied logically, adding that a more relaxed grip would aid him as well. "But you're not in the right area. And you have a camera. Have you been taking any derogatory pictures?" Mr. Campbell asked. The tourist hadn't taken any pictures at all, much less any that would cast a dim light on the "world...
Lubbock, dry and bleak, is 318 miles from Dallas on the flat cap rock of west Texas. The population is 180,000, and 22,000 are Texas Tech students. John Hinckley Jr. was one of them, a business major, as of September 1973. He never finished, but over the next seven years Hinckley attended classes more than half the time. By 1977 he had dropped business in favor of liberal arts and earned at least a B average-good enough to be on the dean's list. But once away from home, he made not even a token effort...
...image. Sang he: "She's grown accustomed to my face." Brady laughed as loudly as any of the press and politicians in the audience. With the first signs that Brady might survive, colleagues and friends at the White House placed a small stuffed Teddy bear with a Cubs' baseball cap on his chair...
After nearly a century of New England wind and rain, the colonel's face is now as black as those of his soldiers. But beneath his cap a streak of bright green flows, like blood from a saber wound, down the temple, blinding the right eye, grazing the mustache. His naked sword is fastened to his knee, but someone has broken it off just below the bolt...