Word: driveways
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Back in the city. Starkweather had a new idea. As a garbage collector he had come to know the city's exclusive southeast side and its well-to-do homes. He eased into the driveway of a handsome French provincial house on South 24th Street, pulled into the garage, forced his way into the home of C. Lauer Ward, president of the Capital Steel Co. Starkweather prodded Mrs. Clara Ward, 46, and Housekeeper Lillian Fend, 51, to the second floor, bound and gagged them, then stabbed them to death. About 5:30, after a conference with Nebraska...
...royal couple's black Lagonda, with Prince Philip at the wheel, swept up the driveway and pulled to a stop, the Queen Anne windows of the school were crammed with the curious faces of earlier arrivals. Placing a smart new hat with a blue C firmly on his head, Charles stepped up to the waiting headmaster at his mother's behest, raised the hat and shook hands with a firm...
...first morning they entered a white school, Greensboro Negroes were jeered; there were no hecklers the second day. The abusive "Damn Nigger" scrawlings on the asphalt driveway outside Reynolds High School in Winston-Salem were predictable. What was not predictable was the group of white students who scrubbed the drive clean. Said one: "This reflects on the name of the school, and we don't want that." Winston-Salem's only integrated Negro student entered, passed about 100 white students. Not one offered insult. A few smiled hello. Gwendolyn Yvonne Bailey, 15, walked into the school auditorium...
Below the Belt. In Laramie, Wyo., Mrs. Ralph Conwell got into the right side of her Chevrolet to wait for her husband, cinched up her new safety belt, tried in vain to reach the brake as the car rolled down the driveway, rammed a truck, jumped the curb, mowed down a lilac bush and crashed into the bedroom of the house next door...
...hurry who liked physical action and plenty of it, Stuart was reduced to an invalid without even the strength to tie his shoelaces. Carried back to the Ken tucky hill country where he was born, he became a prisoner in his house. A "No Visitors" sign in the driveway kept away bothersome humans, and Stuart turned gratefully to new friends: the three-legged 'possum who lived beneath the kitchen, the pewees nesting by the kitchen door, the baby-handed mole tunneling under the yard. His journal of recovery is alive with the awareness of a man who has found...