Word: decays
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Tooth decay and the common cold are among the most prevalent diseases of civilized man. They are also alike in other respects: each can be caused by a variety of microbes, each has defied medical science's search for a cure, and each disease finds some people naturally immune...
Bacteriologist Gordon E. Green of Detroit's Henry Ford Hospital told the American Dental Association last week that about 1% of the adult population, regardless of racial origin, seems to be completely immune to tooth decay. Neither the amount of fluoridated water consumed during childhood nor the number of germs in the mouths seems to make any difference. In the saliva of these fortunate persons, reported Dr. Green, he has found an antibacterial substance. He still does not know what it is, only that it is a protein and resembles the proteins of which antibodies are composed...
...dragging herself up a hillside to a house on top. Christina was the same Miss Olson (see color) that Wyeth painted four years later in 1952. It is a striking portrait in its own right, but the drama is in the subtle conflicts between toughness and tenderness, courage and decay, and in the years of suffering implied by every wrinkle in the flesh and every blemish on the wall. In The Mill, Wyeth tried to capture "the damp feeling, the strength of the land," yet, in this silent scene, a feeling of conflict is still there as the earth struggles...
...Real Business. Andover's founder was Samuel Phillips Jr., a good Calvinist who began to worry about the country's "decay of virtue, public and private" around the time he nearly blew himself up making powder for the Continental Army. To head off decay, the 26-year-old Phillips got his father and uncle to give cash for a school to teach boys "English and Latin Grammar, Writing, Arithmetic, and those Sciences wherein they are commonly taught, but more especially to learn them the great end and real business of living...
Racing off into poetry and surrealist invocations of death and decay and loneliness, Janet Frame's story occasionally bogs down in unintelligibility, often seems tainted by abnormal morbidity. But as in her earlier books (Owls Do Cry, Faces in the Water), she writes with power and makes the dismal fumblings of her creatures seem touching, compels the reader finally to accept as looming mountains the emotional molehills that are the topography of starved lives. Toby sustains a whole lifetime upon one moment of triumph: the time when his grammar school teacher read his paper on "The Lost Tribe...