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...world looked very different to Bob Forrester when he married Carol in 1953 and began a new life in Los Angeles. He grew up in East St. Louis, where his father earned a modest blue-collar wage as an engineer in a chemical plant. Carol came from Staten Island, from two generations of longshoremen. Neither Bob nor Carol went to college. But back then, lack of a degree was no impediment to swift upward mobility, and for Bob a union labor job was the quickest ticket into the booming American middle class...
...Carol got there fast. By 1962 they had three children, and they owned a comfortable three-bedroom house. Carol stayed home and raised the children. They had accomplished something else that has always been critically important to Americans: "I'm definitely better off than my father was," says Bob. "We have a nicer place, my retirement will be more comfortable than his." Bob now makes $40,000 as a union official, owns three houses and a lot, collectively worth $600,000, and when he retires will receive a pension of $1,600 a month from his union in addition...
...success is tarnished by the uneasiness the Forresters feel about the future of their children. "It doesn't look very good for them," says Carol. Says Bob, more pointedly: "I don't think my kids will be able to buy a house in this area unless they win the lottery...
...more than a bit ironic, in this campaign season, that Bob and Carol Forrester, who look economically very much like Republicans, plan to vote for Dukakis and that the younger generation -- Billy, Peggy and Paul's wife Silva, who are balanced precariously on the lower edge of the middle class -- are all voting for Bush. Explains Peggy: "I personally like Reagan and Bush. We don't have a war, and taxes are better. No one has to make a job for me. I can do it on my own, and I think other people can too." Yet she is uneasy...
...anabolic steroid stanozolol, a substance that is supposed to help build lean muscle mass, they hustled the Jamaican-born sprinter out of Olympic Village, the cockpit of his glory, and checked him into a Seoul hotel under an ignominious pseudonym. There, at 3:30 a.m. on Tuesday, Carol Anne Letheren, chef de mission of the Canadian delegation, stripped Johnson of the medal he had already given to his mother. "He was in a state of shock," said Letheren. "He still did not comprehend the situation." A few hours later he was bound for New York, a runner who had stumbled...