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...Peonies and tomatoes were her home. When my family moved from Manhattan to a well-heeled neighborhood on the fringes of urban Cincinnati, it was my grandmother who braved the mosquito and chigger colonies of our hilly backyard and put trowel to the clay-packed soil. She drove wooden stakes into the ground for the tomato vines, and bared small circles for the peonies. The garden was complete with a compost pile, and when turned out with a shovel, spilled dark black soil and worms. It was as if a patch of her hometown of Zilpo, Kentucky had been...

Author: By Lee ann W. Custer, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: A Blanket Statement | 4/29/2009 | See Source »

...Still, as Bush gained a little ground for his presidency, Maureen Dowd of the New York Times laid on with sprightly viciousness. Dowd, relentless as a chigger, mocked the White House staff for praising the President's coolness and focus in the episode...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Perspective Is the Best Pundit | 4/16/2001 | See Source »

Down in the chigger latitudes when I was a kid, it used to pass for tolerance, now and then, to try to get away with a formula stating, in effect, that one's racism had nothing to do with race...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: When Word Is Deed | 3/12/2001 | See Source »

...Theorem settles into the imagination, one begins to wonder if there may have been some switched-at-birth scenario years ago that landed the infant Albert far south of the Canadian border, all the way down in Tennessee, while, at the same time, a tow-headed changeling from the chigger latitudes wound up in a snowbank in the Haliburton Highlands...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Al Gore Explained — He's a Secret Canadian! | 7/21/2000 | See Source »

...bested Ted as once he beat the killer rabbit, down in the chigger latitudes. He smiles (force of habit) and meditates upon the Garden, like some mildly triumphant parson. Nearly four years pass behind his eyes: golden days, cardigan days, Billy Beer days; the abrupt surprise of Russian nastiness and the South Bronx ghettos. His reveries sweep to Jordan 's squirted Amarettos (a fancy drink for a good ole boy) and Vance and Lance, and jogger's tibia and all the money Billy made for being friends with Libya. But nothing can efface the joy of this renomination...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Time Essay: America Needs a Poet Laureate, Maybe | 8/25/1980 | See Source »

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