Word: doorly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...President issued a stern warning to the Sophomores after that, and the next morning the Sophomores appeared in Chapel after a three day absence. Yet still in defiance of the authorities they entered through the door usually reserved for the Freshmen. For this action President Quincy asked them to stay after the services were over, but the class, rather than submitting to the demand, marched out with the rest of the class in the normal...
...ancient red brick city under siege. White sheets emblazoned with STRIKE in bold red letters hung from the windows of freshman dormitories and classroom buildings. Strike posters and copies of the antiadministration underground paper Old Mole were stapled to the venerable elm trees and pasted to the great door and massive columns of Memorial Church...
...back from a crescent-shaped driveway, the white Georgian manor sits atop a grassy knoll, its bright red door beckoning in the sunshine of an early Virginia spring. The air is vibrant with the commotion of shrieking children and barking dogs at play beneath budding oaks and hickories. A woman?joking, chiding, cajoling?bustles in and out of the house, chatting with friends who come to visit, taking on an older child at tennis (and winning), carrying a beer to a gardener on the 5˝-acre grounds...
...great kick out of being mistaken for the gardener. Mother was Ann Brannack, a huge (200 Ibs. plus), cheery, moonfaced Irishwoman who relished a joke even more than her husband did?except perhaps when Joey the ram, the family's pet goat, butted her through a glass door. Mrs. Skakel was in dead earnest about only one thing ?her religion?and her earnestness there was more than a match for George Skakel's casual Protestantism. She saw to it that all the children were enrolled in parochial schools and, from the age of four onward, went to Mass daily...
...poets, cruising the dormant volcanic cones of Iceland on ponies, never lost their awareness of the active political volcanoes of Europe, which had first erupted in Spain. The last line in the book, "Still I drink your health before/The gun-butt raps upon the door," crystallizes in a phrase the tone of the period. Although no gun-butt ever knocked on the doors of Auden or MacNeice, the two poets were better prophets than most politicians. They sang of Armageddon...