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...what I thought they were about to experience as a result of what I presumed to be his tragically naive act. I have no reason to believe he is a villain, and I'm at a loss to understand how my letter could have been construed as saying so. EARL GATES Decatur, Illinois...
...against the California Angels in Oriole Park at Camden Yards. That will break the record set by Lou Gehrig, the first baseman for the New York Yankees from 1925 until 1939. The "Streak," as it has come to be called, officially began on May 30, 1982, when Orioles manager Earl Weaver started Ripken at third base, which was then his position, against the Toronto Blue Jays. The previous day, Weaver had rested the 21-year-old rookie in the second game of a doubleheader...
...after watching her play softball in high school, and the game has gripped their family ever since. When Cal Jr. was born, Cal Sr. was catching for Class B Fox Cities (Wisconsin) under manager Earl Weaver. (Weaver once claimed he knew even when Junior was a fetus that he was going to be a major leaguer.) An injury ended Senior's playing career soon afterward, so he embarked on a minor league managerial odyssey that took him to Leesburg, Florida; Appleton, Wisconsin; Kennewick-Richland-Pasco, Washington; Aberdeen, South Dakota; Elmira, New York; and Dallas. While Dad was away...
...discovery of Whitacre's role has made him a villain in Decatur, the home of ADM, where residents like Earl Gates argue in the local newspaper that Whitacre "violated the code" by going "public with internal problems." But Whitacre's neighbors in Moweaqua have rallied to his side, painting him and his wife as an unpretentious couple who give away a garageful of toys at Christmas and spend a lot of time with their children. Insists attorney Robert Allison, who works out of an office behind Mayor George Forston's barbershop: "The only codes that mean anything in this country...
Those somber judicial robes that cloaked the broad shoulders of Warren Earl Burger for 17 years as Chief Justice of the United States never really disguised the fact that underneath he was an exuberant prairie yeoman--and proud of it. After a few sips of one of his fine clarets, Burger, who died last week at the age of 87, would lean back and reminisce about his rearing in the mold of the Horatio Alger stories, where young boys never rested, tried everything, excelled at much and took joy at each simple turn in a life on the land...