Word: depots
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...failed to back the claim. Fox offers a number of admittedly shaky theories, among them that the manuscript was stolen by a former lover or that Capote stashed it in an undisclosed safe-deposit box or, according to one rumor, in a locker at the Los Angeles Greyhound Bus Depot. It is more likely, the editor adds, that he destroyed the missing chapters. Gerald Clarke, author of the upcoming biography Capote, points out that the writer set very high standards for himself. "He wanted to do for American high society what Proust had done for French society," says Clarke...
...south of the school along Depot Street in Greenfield, Iowa (pop. 1,800 and dwindling), rusty screen doors would slam, assorted mongrels would bark melancholy farewells, bicycle chains would strain and rattle. The great morning migration was under way. Jack and Richard would roll out on the level street, and maybe Gilbert would glide over from the next block with his longhorn handlebars and mud flaps. The caravan would pick up speed and conviviality as the wind opened eyes and mouths. Wayne, Eddie and Jimmy might fall in line just west of the town square, and by the time...
...unkinked into a more or less straight line from Honolulu to Kavieng, on the northwest tip of New Ireland in the Bismarck Archipelago. Sealestial covered more than 3,500 nautical miles; ports of call included inhospitable Johnston Atoll, believed to be the site of a U.S. poison-gas depot, where even such minimum security risks as a former ambassador and the editor of the National Review were denied an overnight parking space...
...stops literally on the sidewalk between the Science Center and Memorial Hall. When the buses pull out of this "depot," they must cross two lanes of traffic, and the resulting traffic snarl is far worse than it ever was at the original stop. Who ever said evolution was not progress...
...station. Some passengers dawdled for a moment before boarding, to sip pineapple juice or buy a bag of plantains from one of the many kiosks. For some, that decision proved fatal. The explosion came at the very height of the rush hour, ripping through the open- air depot and setting buses ablaze. Those who were not killed instantly were stunned, deafened or knocked unconscious by the blast. "People were running and screaming all around me," said B.D. Premadasa, a government worker, "and two were burning inside a bus." The dying tripped over the dead as hundreds of terrified victims tried...