Word: crepes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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ABOUT twice a week the Prouty Garden at the Children's Hospital Medical Center in Boston is bedecked with balloons and crepe paper, and the garden may be transformed into a foregn land or perhaps even an ice cream factory as was the case last Tuesday. But regardless of the festive setting one cannot overlook the I.V. poles, the bandages, the carriages and wheelchairs--constant reminders that these children all have special problems...
Themes include love, baseball, pre-Newtonian physics. "Insults," one fellow emphasizes, "are not unheard of." The younger fellows, in gaudy shirts, baggy sweaters and crepe-soled shoes, happily bait their seniors, most of them in suits and ties. A department head cannot pull rank here. "There's no power to be gained or lost," Krieger points...
...fields and woods of Sumter County. So I prowled for hours on the nearly empty roads-bare flats of resting purple earth; gentle folded hills on which naked hardwoods are swallowed in tall pines black in winter green; slow wheeling buzzards, hawks stalled above like statues of hawks, long crepe ribbons of starlings drifting south. The fact that crucial landmarks from the formative years of a man of present immense world power are spaced round at intervals with no signposts may come to seem trivial in the uninsistent grandeur of the place itself, the inhuman place...
...late-night cramming for final exams to engage in a bit of holiday fun. Competing for a $100 prize for the most elaborately decorated dorm, students on the top floor of the 38-year-old building pasted gaily colored tissue paper and Christmas posters on the walls and hung crepe-paper streamers from the ceilings. One coed scrawled MERRY CHRISTMAS with spray snow on the windows; another adjusted a gooseneck desk lamp to shine on a cardboard nativity scene set up on three metal garbage cans in the corridor...
...familiar was familiar all right, because physically the town has not changed all that much in a quarter of a century; the crepe myrtles still grace the houses, which go by the family names of four generations ago. But the strange, in this case, was stranger yet, and came in waves: the Secret Service men with their crackling radios, and the communications technicians and the White House advance people, and then the TV people and newspaper and magazine reporters, and next the curious from other towns, and finally the firemen and troopers and deputies from other towns...