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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...said Gandhi. Godse suddenly pulled out a tiny Beretta automatic pistol. He fired three times. One bullet ripped into Gandhi's chest, two into his belly. With hands folded, as if welcoming the blow, in the gesture that is both the Hindu greeting and the Christian attitude of prayer, Gandhi fell backward. He murmured, "Ai Ram, Ai Ram" (O Rama, O Rama), in invocation to the gentle hero of the Hindu pantheon, Gandhi's favorite...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INTERNATIONAL 1948: Berlin Airlift and Gandhi's Murderer | 10/5/1983 | See Source »

...music room an altar had been hastily improvised on an old oak chest on which stood a gold cross and two yellow tapers. By it in a clean white surplice stood the Rev. R. Anderson Jardine awaiting the greatest moment in his life. Hollow-eyed, the Duke of Windsor stepped in a moment later, accompanied by his elegantly groomed best man, Major Edward Dudley ("Fruity") Metcalfe. While Organist Marcel Dupre played the march from Handel's Judas Maccabeus, entered (Bessie) Wallis Warfield (Spencer) (Simpson) on the arm of the faithful Herman Rogers. She wore a dress that most...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News 1937: Spain | 10/5/1983 | See Source »

...American night. "Mr. Lennon." He started to turn around. There is no knowing whether John Lennon saw, for what would have been the second time that day, the young man in the black raincoat stepping out of the shadows. The first shot hit him that fast, through the chest. There were at least three others. Not that night, or the next day, but a little later, after the terror ebbed and the grief could be managed, Lennon's wife, Yoko Ono, took their five-year-old son Sean to the spot in the apartment courtyard where she had seen...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation 1980: Reagan Sweeps | 10/5/1983 | See Source »

...Bernarr ("Body Beautiful") Macfadden, still full of beans at 77, hired Manhattan's Carnegie Hall to get a few things off his manly chest. Before a healthy audience of some 2,000, he flailed clerical prudery, and plumped for the healthy life and for good clean sex ("The sexes were never made to be separated"). The white-maned publisher, clad in suit and shoes to match, did push-ups and headstands (calculated to prolong life from ten to 25 years), warned women: "Beauty must be associated with a good digestion...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People 1982: A History of This Section | 10/5/1983 | See Source »

...more the plot is subordinated to poetry, the more Coming through Slaughter makes sense. In the middle of a brawl in the barbershop, Bolden, his chest bleeding, begins mumbling a monologue: "I'm dead...you're crazy, the painful ache... the rain into my head..." he moans...

Author: By Andrea Fastenberg, | Title: The Poetry Of Pain | 9/28/1983 | See Source »

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