Word: doorway
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Dartmouth's all-male world was shocked to the tips of its sweatsocks and the carnival was irrevocably altered when the college became coed, the last Ivy League school to do so. Had the bite been taken out of the apple, or was this the doorway to Eden? No one could say. But presumably because of the pain involved, the addition of women students has been taken in small doses. Even now, only 30% of the students are women. Their uneasy presence, plus coed dormitories and steadily changing sexual mores, have taken some of the old frenzy...
Fred Carlson is a stocky, sandy-haired man whose yellow rain suit gives him the appearance of a fire hydrant. He is standing in the doorway of the deer-checking station at Clinton, N.J., watching a cold rain that has fallen intermittently throughout the day. As a pickup truck driven by a man in a bright orange cap and jacket pulls up to the station, he puts down his soft-drink can, slips on a pair of heavy rubber gloves and steps out into the wet to watch while the team of state employees swing into action. The routine, already...
...vast new church. In the decades since, with hammer, chisel and mallet, he has carved more than 100 heraldic shields, ornaments, pinnacles and corbels to decorate the cathedral inside and out; his last accomplishment is the royal coat of arms, 5 ft. by 5 ft., over the west doorway-a task that took him nine months. He also enjoyed a privilege few craftsmen have experienced since the Middle Ages. He was present to see his monarch, Queen Elizabeth II, preside over the dedication of Liverpool's Cathedral Church of Christ, 74 years after it was begun...
...teacher asked what her father did, she replied, "My daddy swipes kids." Separating child from family is always a horrifying and legally difficult matter. "It's like being a member of the Gestapo," says Belisle. "As bad as you know the parents are, there they stand, in the doorway, screaming 'I love my child.' The neighbors gather, whispering and pointing. The mother starts calling you four-letter words. You may be helping the kid in the long run, but it's a nightmare for any child...
Remember when they hated rock'n'roll? The cameras couldn't see Elvis from the waist down, and parents stood guard in the doorway of their children's vicarious ecstasy. Time has seen rock'n'roll co-opted, legitimized by anal retentive businessmen who learned how to turn the tide of rebellion into a tide of profits--to conceptualize, to market, to package, to target, to sell...