Word: ear
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Fenn recalls a tense meal with fellow aides in the White House mess sometime late in the second week of the crisis: "Pierre Salinger [the White House press secretary] came sauntering in...and we all asked him what was new, had anything happened. He cocked his ear to the skies, waited a second or two, and said, 'Still quiet, so I guess nothing.' That's what you call gallows humor...
...Teacher Margaret Roper: "I don't think of these kids as handicapped. There is no limit to where you can take them after you find the key." Despite the well-publicized view of New York Physician Harold Levinson, who argues that dyslexia is a disorder of the inner ear and can be dealt with by taking antihistamines, experts insist that dyslexia is not a disease...
...first children's book 13 years ago, when her two children were young. They are now in college, and the divorced author divides her time between a New York City apartment and a suburban home in Santa Fe, N. Mex. These days she keeps her highly praised ear for dialogue in tune through the 2,000 letters that she receives each month from youthful admirers. Asked one twelve-year-old: "Do you write your books from your mind, or do you use a kit?" Blume hardly needs a blueprint. Says she: "I don't have a teen...
...picture perfect. Alighting from he U.S. Marine helicopter in sweltering 90° heat, Ronald Reagan strode accross the front yard of Dee's 500-acre hog farm in central Iowa and shook hands with his smiling host. The President headed for the farmyard, where he gingerly scratched the ear of Shank, an 800-lb. boar freshly scrubbed for the occasion. Then he and his Agriculture Secretary, John Block, perched themselves on a picnic table and chatted amiably with a group of 40 farmers, all of whom had voted for their guest in 1980. The President sipped lemonade, spooned into...
...dancing; the furniture is flying; and Harvard seems a million miles away. Someone downstairs with a Chem 20 hourly the next day asks politely for a little more quiet. A fellow wearing only boxer shorts and a lampshade advises him to stick a carbon chain model in his ear. The volume knob hits "10." The police arrive...