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Word: childrene (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...crowded around, talking quietly to one another. Some were sitting on folding chairs, some were standing up in the back of the room. The hallway was jammed and two other rooms were full of people. Every musician I knew was in there: the old men, the young foreigners, women, children, black and white. There were brief smiles and handshakes and soft words. There were tears. There were cameras and floodlights, and reporters from magazines...

Author: By Thomas A. Sancton, | Title: 'I Had to Make Music Like That, Too' | 5/21/1969 | See Source »

...wrote a long letter to his mother explaining the situation, but there was no reply, and he still doesn't know whether she received it. It is six years now that the young man has lived in Italy, and he has five brown children. He still doesn't know if he's really living. Occasionally he forgets the question...

Author: By Jeffrey D. Blum, | Title: The Prince | 5/21/1969 | See Source »

...ARRIVED at Buster's just in time for the funeral. Some for the old musicians in their black parade hats were coming out of the little bar room and chatting excitedly with one another. There was a tremendous crowd of people out in the street--mostly black children and teen-agers. The brass instruments and little gold letters on the parade hats glistened in the bright sunshine. They seemed very jolly, and I guessed everyone had been tanking up in Buster's for a good while. Emanuel Paul grinned with a look of mock surprise when he recognized...

Author: By Thomas A. Sancton, | Title: New Orleans Jazz Funeral Pounds Gaily for the Dead | 5/20/1969 | See Source »

...riotous number called "Joe Avery's Blues" and began to march down a narrow little brick street behind the French Quarter. This was a soul neighborhood, and the people were hanging out of their sagging window sills and doorways and sitting on front porches of little splintery wooden houses. Children ran out of the alleys and into the street. The old people smiled and nodded approvingly from their rocking chairs. Scruffy little barking dogs were running all around...

Author: By Thomas A. Sancton, | Title: New Orleans Jazz Funeral Pounds Gaily for the Dead | 5/20/1969 | See Source »

...changed. That's why the younger generation continually talks in the revolutionary idiom--qualitative change is as unlikely as the apocalypse only for those over thirty. There just isn't any reason why things are the way they are. Of course when you get married and have children (this is the most maturing experience of all) and then start talking to people over thirty you begin to see that there are very good reasons why things are the way they...

Author: By Jim Frosch, | Title: On Talking to People Over Thirty | 5/19/1969 | See Source »

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