Word: evergreen
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...this seemed a mite histrionic to TIME'S Senior Writer Ed Magnuson, who wrote the story in New York. Magnuson has bought half a dozen houses in eight years, all of them among the granite and evergreen hills of New Hampshire. Each time, his wife Mae and a skilled craftsman have fixed up the homestead, to see it sold at a profit. Currently, the Magnusons reside in the town of New London, N.H., in a four-bedroom house for which they paid $59,000 last autumn. The taxes are under $800. Muses Magnuson: "Considering that New Hampshire...
...sinsemillas craze has crossed the border into northern California, where Humboldt County police claim that pot cultivation jumped this year by 500%. In small towns like Garberville, marijuana has assumed an influential role in local business. Says Ted Kogon, owner of the Evergreen Natural Foods and Access Store: "Every shop along Main Street is underwritten with dope money." Hyperbole perhaps, but many local citizens are convinced that the weed has boosted prosperity. "If it's ever legalized, it will be a great industry for this county," asserts Rick Nelson, managing editor of the regional daily Times-Standard...
With Christmas comes mass insanity. As Yuletide approaches, hordes of hatchet-happy entreprenuers harvest huge profits by denuding evergreen forests and selling the young saplings to full-grown saps, who in turn stand the trees up in their living rooms, spend hours decorating them and throw their beloved tannenbaums out within the month. Parents who normally admonish their children to shy away from gift-bearing strangers now push their progeny to encourage the pedophilic fantasies of unshaven, porcine figures dressed in red jumpsuits and jackboots...
...that I found in my annual drive down Park Ave. and up Madison Ave. came not from the outdoor Christmas trees (you've seen one evergreen, you've seen them all) nor in the Santas on every street-corner, but in seeing how many blocks we could make on one light. Once a cynic, always a cynic...
Christmas is synonymous with trees, but my parents--how I don't know--have always resisted the inevitable childhood pleas for a fancy evergreen. They act like my older sister is--one of those serious types who gets very annoyed at the sight of the officially sanctioned "X-mas" tree in Mather dining hall. All her friends are waiting for her to spearhead an "Equal Time for Menorahs" movement. Who knows, it might catch on--but I hope...