Word: dad
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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While Mom and Dad bundled off to Europe on White House business, Amy Carter bundled up for her first ever ski lessons in Crested Butte, Colo. "She's pretty aggressive-and that's important-and brave too," said Instructor Mike Wells after Amy's first day on the slopes. "She tried to kiss a tree once, and she got up laughing." Amy, who is staying with Carter family friends in Colorado, will get a course in skiing fundamentals during her six-day visit, says Wells, and a chance to test her new skills on the resort...
...young OSHA inspector who broke down on the witness stand and admitted that her only qualification was a 40-hour series of OSHA seminars. But Pinga is convinced that his fight was worthwhile. Thumping a thick tome of OSHA regulations, he declares: "If this book existed when my dad came to this country in 1906, this nation would still be a prairie. Now it's bureaucracy on top of bureaucracy. That's not America...
Carla Sue Garrett, 10, comes by her talent naturally; her father-Carl-is a running back for the Oakland Raiders. Carla pitches for a Santa Fe Little League and plays basketball, but after tossing the football around a few times with her dad, she decided that her true passion was the gridiron. Carla even dreams of being in the Football Hall of Fame someday. "I don't know why," she says, "I just think it's a pretty neat sport." Carla, 5 ft. 1 in. and 139 Ibs., entered a punt, pass and kick competition sponsored...
...ideas, among mounds of cuisinards, trash mashers, yogurt-makers, decorator cologne sets, soap-on-a-rope, leisure suits, pulsating shower heads, vibrabeds, three-dimensional chess sets, digital watches, coffee-table pictorial history books, pet rocks, ant farms, pastel toothpicks, statuettes inscribed "world's greatest mom" and world's greatest dad," incense holders, lava lamps, shampoos smelling like exotic fruit, toy rifles with plastic arsenals big enough to defeat plastic armies, desk organizers, and of course metal-and-plastic Christmas trees. And they had no idea what to do with...
...With most of my presents already bought (I begin with eager anticipation in July) and having sttod in the first of many lines to get my plane ticket home, I'm set. Strains of "Alvin and the Chipmunks sing the songs of Christmas" will soon be vying with Dad's classical music for stereo time; hte battle looms. I'm not climbing the walls to leave yet; but this weekend, when my roommate and I launch the first annual "Chocolate Chip Cookie Uncooked Dough and Finished Product" munch-out, the official count-down will begin. Unofficially, it's 16 days...