Word: deere
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Frazier is also constantly upset at life's imbalances. He is dispirited to find cars, not deer, at deer crossings; and when his thoughts drift to Howard Johnson's-a direction that Frazier's corpus rarely takes -they are wistful. "If only Howard Johnson's would serve liverwurst sandwiches!" On the other hand, suitable equations gladden his heart. "Tell the truth now-don't you think Pat Brown and California deserve each other...
...until arrogant, able Philip Alfred Chester took over as general manager in 1931. By the time he retired in 1959, Chester had converted the Bay from a mere fur trader into Canada's third largest retailer.* There are now big Bay department stores in Winnipeg, Saskatoon, Calgary, Red Deer, Edmonton, Vancouver and Victoria, as well as 33 smaller "Bay Stores" in cities under 30,000 population, 185 "Northern Stores'' in upcountry towns, and 30 trading outposts, nearly all above the Arctic Circle...
...boss of this Down-East Abercrombie & Fitch is L. L. (for Leon Leonwood) Bean, 90, a crusty Yankee who is more woodsman than businessman. Bean still works vigorously each day in a glassed-in office amidst the production line, is proud of the fact that he has bagged 35 deer in his lifetime. ("That's a lot of deer, son. You can get only one a year, you know.") He personally edits each entry in the Bean mail-order catalogue, and his spare, disarming style has been used in advertising textbooks as exemplary of what direct-mail selling should...
...effort has conservationists, swamp lovers, hunters and bird watchers so mad they could swat a lepidoptera. They are lyric in their descriptions of the Great Dismal Swamp as a primeval forest of peat bog, cypress and juniper trees, of diaphanous curtains of Spanish moss, of copperhead and rattlesnake, bear, deer and mink, and of quicksand. The swamp once covered 1,500 sq. mi. But modern civilization's bulldozers have cut it down to some 600 sq. mi. Now even to the Great Dismal Swamp comes the forward tread of split-levelism...
...area for much more than a short concert tour, for her psychiatrist is there and she feels that she must stay near him. He is her fourth "shrink," as she calls analysts, and the best ever. Mercurial, subject to quickly shifting moods, gentle, suspicious, wild and frightened as a deer, worried about the bugs she kills, Joan is anything but the harsh witch that her behavior in the Cambridge coffeehouses would suggest. Sympathetic friends point out that her wicked manner in those days was in large part a cover-up for her small repertory. She could not have honored most...