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...campaign of new ideas, began to look safer to voters unsettled by Hart's change of name (from Hartpence) and age (younger by a year). Said Housewife Marge Lannon, 37, who voted for Mondale in Illinois: "I was taken in by Hart, but then I remembered the peanut farmer who came in and was President before anyone realized it. Mondale has a lot more experience...
...Eliot's caricature. Currently a poet in residence at Harvard, Heaney is hardly noticed on campus or strolling the Boston waterfront. At 44, he checks in at 5 ft. 10 in. and 200 lbs.; with his shock of thinning gray hair and the thick-fingered hands of a farmer, like his father's and grandfather's before him, he might pass for an immigrant long shoreman or an off-duty officer. But the appearance is what he calls "the great fur coat of attitude." Beneath it is a wary, hypersensitive poet, alive to the nuances of speech...
...After all, the bulk of student plagiarism from copyrighted material goes via the pen from the text to the note card or legal pad. Imagine this same Kroft arguing in some medieval court that peasants illegally pass on the tales of the traveling minstrel and so demand that some farmer's tongue be removed...
Indeed, the diminutive (5-ft. 3-in., 135-lb.) Uemura had been facing outsize dangers for nearly two decades. The unassuming farmer's son took up mountain climbing while studying agriculture at Tokyo's Meiji University. He became a national hero in 1970 when, as a member of the first Japanese team to successfully climb Mount Everest, he was the first to reach the 29,028-ft. peak. But his most rewarding feats were those performed, as he once put it, "in all the splendor of solitude." He explained, "It is a test of myself, and one thing...
Unger converts this Wall Street fod der into an affecting family story, mercifully short on saga but long on authenticity and the instinctual relationship between people and their land. A lot of true grit sifts through his pages. A farmer leads his sons as if growing things were a war on nature: "Their machines moved out over the fields, the mower clattering, breaking down at least twice a day. The old man stomped and swore. He nicked his hands replacing sharp steel teeth. The hayrakes followed his mower, his sons turning the dried hay into neat, continuous piles that looked...