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Word: clams (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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When he came from nowhere to win the Kentucky Derby, the experts sneered over their mint juleps and dismissed him as a fluke. At the Preakness, the horse they called a "ragamuffin" had the same experts choking on their clam cakes as he sped home the winner. Then the wisecracks turned to wonderment. Could he do it? Could this rank unknown, this invader from Venezuela-Venezuela?-make off with the most coveted honor in U.S. horse racing, the Triple Crown? Last week a record crowd of 81,036 came to find out, as the big (16.1 hands) copper colt went...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Year of Canonero | 6/14/1971 | See Source »

...career on the lecture circuit. He would recite his marvelously serpentine and breathlessly amuck alexandrines like a tenor testing the limit of his lungs, terminating at last in a long-awaited gong of rhyme. His versifications made the bespectacled and gamesomely civilized poet something of a celebrity. His accent ("clam chowder of the East Coast-New England with a little Savannah at odd moments") was sometimes heard on radio's "Information, Please!" and the Bing Crosby and Rudy Vallee hours...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POETS: The Monument Ogdenational | 5/31/1971 | See Source »

...Watery Clam Chowder...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Graduates and Jobs: A Grave New World | 5/24/1971 | See Source »

...Beloit College, "The standard joke is that after you graduate you can either work for Yellow Cab in town or for the security force on campus. My father kept saying that with a B.A. the world was my oyster. I find that it's more like a watery clam chowder." Echoes Steve Ukman of the University of Kansas: "A whole generation of humanists is coming out of school, and who wants them...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Graduates and Jobs: A Grave New World | 5/24/1971 | See Source »

...interviewer, a tall thin woman who looked the epitome of New England clam chowder, didn't smile. "Hello," she said, "What was your class rank? How were your boards?" My transcript was sitting right under her upwardly mobile nose, but I answered timidly...

Author: By Carol R. Sternhell, | Title: Beautiful Soup Is Hardly a Minor Concept Or, Introductions to Radcliffe Are Best Taken With a Grain of Salt | 3/23/1971 | See Source »

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