Word: clapboarded
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...Sometimes Ronda and Sheree joined me, but we made no demands on each other and they could be no different from solitude. The interstate circles around town a ways, before heading toward open country. It cleaves the dilapidated edge off of Topeka with one arching stroke, and clapboard shanties flank it like chips nicked from the blighted elm trees and dusty earth all around. When the highway beads clear of the shanties, the Kansas River sidles up to it instead, with grain elevators on its banks. Just past city limits, my car radio falls silent...
Particularly in the South, many middle-class people continue to live in the ghetto. In Winston-Salem, N.C., Alderman Charles C. Ross, a successful businessman, elects to remain in the neat white clapboard home that he bought in 1947. "Staying here," he explains, "is my way of saying to other blacks: 'You can make it if you try hard enough...
Square-jawed and still in shape, Ford jogs, skis and daily swims laps in the heated pool behind his modest brick and clapboard house in Alexandria, Va. Betty Ford once danced with the Martha Graham troupe and worked as a Powers model in New York City before her marriage. She shuns politicking, concentrating instead on their three sons and one daughter, and once proudly described the family as "squares." Ford's closest friends tend to be other Republican leaders, among them Nixon's domestic adviser, Mel Laird...
...house itself is strictest Wyeth: gabled white clapboard, severe and trim and sagging a little off plumb; country-craftsman geometry perched on a flat tongue of land at the sea's edge in Cushing, Me. It looks thrifty, and was; its owner bought it for $50 and trucked it to the site. Inside, the illusion of having entered one of the man's pictures multiplies. The ceilings are low, the furniture old and spartan, the rooms small, white and uncluttered. A lot of distinct air surrounds each object. Through the front window, one sees a lawn with...
Helen Dickerson Wise looked out the kitchen window of her 100-year-old white clapboard farmhouse one day last week and mulled over the riches that the summer would bring. "I helped my son Dirk plant 755 tomato plants a month ago," she remarked, "and found muscles that I haven't felt in years. By now the corn is about ready; we'll be having the first ears next week. We won't have any strawberries this year, but Til can and jam the peaches from our own trees in the early fall." Mrs. Wise also...