Word: chatted
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...many hours before, Melvin Laird, Nixon's utility political aide, had been on the Hill, his favorite ground. His pace down the corridors was casual, as it used to be when he was a Congressman. His manner was as easy as ever-a minute to chat with almost anybody, a ready smile, total knowledge and understanding of the day's political tides. Beneath his bald dome was the mind of a fox. "I've got one job," he said over the phone, "to get Jerry Ford confirmed. I figured it wrong, we've run into delays...
...closing time. Two women dressed in blue jeans float in and begin perusing the price list on the wall. Frank stands behind the counter waiting to take their order. "Good, onion pizza, please, sit down." The women, seated at the table, chat away, about Dick and Robert and Jordan Marsh. One is tall and black, with an expansive Afro hairdo. Her companion is white, with long black hair that sags onto her short leather jacket. They are oblivious to the group that has just walked in the door, to the conversation at the next table, to Frank's acrobatics behind...
...pursuits of this group of women are certain to draw rage from militant feminists. Harvard Dames regularly sponsors cooperative dinners. They have a swap baby-sitting program. They organize bridge tournaments, fashion shows and evenings with members from foreign countries--complete with slides, posters, home-cooked dinners and chat. All the things a small-town women's club used to do. Minus perhaps the annual food-baskets for the needy...
During the day, several teachers brought their students to the scene for an on-the-spot civics class. Later on in the afternoon, friends and neighbors of candidates and clerks dropped by to chat and check results
...FACE fixed in a wide smile, Everett Mendelsohn arrives early for his 11 a.m. lectures on "The Social Context of Science." The graceful, slim, veteran activist and professor of the History of Science--only eight days past his 42nd birthday--likes to chat briefly with the regulars who return to the front row seats each lecture, asking them if reserve books are accessible, flicking through their morning papers, and apologizing for missed appointments. "My face is red," he said sheepishly before one lecture last week--four students had waited in vain for him at Lehman Hall for his regular Thursday...