Word: evens
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...natural: in the cemetary that overlooks the town, a host of the dead assemble to discuss life. One of the dead, a woman named Emily, barters with the play's narrator for the chance to watch herself relive one day of her life, her twelfth birthday. The experience drains, even tortures her, and she shakes much the way we shiver when watching films of John Kennedy. Not only is Emily helpless to change the past, but her warm memories of childhood are blown cold as she watches her own young ghost let priceless moments lapse unnoticed...
...Even if their presidential hopes are infinitesimal, Citizens Party activists can play an important part in the campaign by focusing attention on liberal programs that might otherwise be ignored. The historic role of third parties like the Populists and the Progressives has been to influence the platforms of the major contenders. The Citizens Party can force Kennedy to earn the allegiance of liberals who he may assume are already in his pocket. It would be a worthy victory to keep Kennedy in line without throwing the election to his opponent...
...living mix with the dead in Da as well. Charlie, a middle-aged playwright, returns to his Irish homestead to bury his Da, his father. He tries desperately to destroy all his memories of the man, anxious to forget even the happy moments in a frustrating childhood. But hounded by the playwrights' curse, he cannot ignore the voices of the past. Charlie hears the voices so clearly that, as in Our Town, they climb again into their bodies. Soon his Da is smoking in an arm chair, his mother baking in the kitchen, and he, as a teenager, reading...
...They've got to be professional. They stake their reputations on it," the former paratrooper and veteran of more than 1500 jumps told me to calm my fears about skydiving. His expertise, khaki uniform and medal of the elite paratrooper corps would be enough to convince even the most timid in our group of a dozen Harvard students of the safety of skydiving. He must be right, I think, they must be professional. As he had said, they stake their livelihood on it, just as you put your life in their hands. After all, this is skydiving, the risks...
...models and the mentors. Some would jump with aloofness, some would jump to teach, some would jump to die. But all of them, I thought, would have acolytes, attendants and trifles. The wind would wave their scarves, ruffle their jump suits and their hair like no one else's--even dust would look good on them, glistening on their cheeks and leathery necks as if it too came from...