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...blisters in the hard coated floor of the exercise room--and that they probably were related to the original construction of the building. While this relaying of a message may seem to be a simple matter it represented more than just a simple phone call between University Hall and Fay House Radcliffe headquarters. Because the problems were not of a nature that regular maintenance could handle. Harvard gave to Radcliffe jurisdiction over the developing problems...
...resident congregation. No larger than a tall barn, it stands at the bend of a wooded trail, high in the Ozark Mountains. An almost transparent structure of mostly timber and glass, it seems to be one with the surrounding woods and rocks. The chapel's architect, E. Fay Jones of Fayetteville, Ark., who studied with Frank Lloyd Wright, describes it as a kind of reversal of gothic cathedral architecture. The trusses inside the structure form a repetitive, rhythmic lattice pattern as evocative as a Bach fugue...
Thorncrown Chapel, Eureka Springs, Ark. Fay Jones & Associates, architects. A simple but evocative structure of pine boards, glass and ingenuity, designed by a student of Frank Lloyd Wright's. It is one of the few buildings that advance the master's concept of organic architecture...
...sedated for most of Halloween II, but she hobbles out of bed, ultimately, in a bouncy hospital gown that shows a lot of leg as she rolls around in trash heaps trying to stay a couple feet ahead of the Bogevman. She's really cute, the best screamer since Fay Wray and in a class by herself as a whiner. Donald Pleasance is back too as the flip side of the Shape, a nubby, sexless, shapeless little fanatic, certainly a speed freak, killing innocent people in pursuit of his alter-ego. He gets offed too in the big La Traviata...
...Back at Fay's Cafe, Randolph's words draw hoots of derision. "Shoot!" shouts a bearded miner, brushing back his U.M.W. cap. "We'll run scabs out like we did at Herrin years back. This here ain't no Wyoming." This here's union country. John L. Lewis country. -By Lee Griggs