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Where is the center of this thing? A man who learned how fast his legs could move because as a boy he outran cops in Harlem, who worked out in cordovan shoes on the F.D.R. Drive because his father was a cobbler and cordovans last? Does one watch the Olympics to see a spectacle of individuals? A festival of nerve? Perhaps something collective as well. Something. America bursts into song at the torch relay, and 7 million tickets go on sale...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Olympics: Why We Play These Games | 7/30/1984 | See Source »

When Elden was a boy, Bryant Pond boasted a dozen stores: a butcher's shop, a grain store, a milliner, a harness shop with cobbler's trade on the side. There was Chase's Variety. There was Cole's Hardware ("Quick sales and small profits," the proprietors used to say). An opera house, burned in 1928, was the pride of the town. An ice cream parlor and pool hall did business in the basement. Silent films with piano accompaniment were regularly featured. Young Elden popped the corn and hawked his products to customers at a nickel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Maine: Don't Yank the Crank | 8/30/1982 | See Source »

...trick of time, he has skipped his true generation. His lined, leathery face is as supple as if treated daily with neat's-foot oil. As he goes into his crouch, grinning hideously, his gapped teeth look as if they were hammered into his head by a drunken cobbler. And his remarkable body, you might say, is more rounded all over than he is. "If you slid into bases head first for 20 years," he says to all of that, "you'd be ugly...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Savoring the Extra Innings After 40 | 7/26/1982 | See Source »

...asks Publisher Douglas, "should the cobbler go barefoot?" Why, indeed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Living: Platform for Singles | 11/16/1981 | See Source »

...letting Congress, the Soviets, the Iranians and that killer rabbit make him look foolish. Why, he wonders, couldn't the President be more like his brother, a real, no-nonsense redneck? "The first Cracker President should have been a mixture of Jimmy and Billy," Blount reckons, "a cobbler of Billy's basic blackberries oozing up into and through Jimmy's cut-to-specifications crust . . . forming a nice-and-awful compound like life in Georgia...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Fine Red Dirt | 10/20/1980 | See Source »

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