Word: fells
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...with Bobby and Ethel. A mammoth traffic jam resulted. Finally arriving in the city, Kennedy stood on his convertible's hood with his Irish cocker spaniel Freckles at his feet. At Mt. Vernon and North Champion Avenues in the Negro Near East Side, friendly crowds engulfed the car. Admirers fell over each other and into the motorcade's path; Kennedy aides had to scoop children from harm's way. One mother plunked her baby on Ethel's lap, trotted alongside for ten blocks while Ethel held the child. At one point, Bobby, his shirttails flying, his hair mussed, his cufflinks...
...Four men drowned in the torrent. The six others scrambled to the highest spot in the 9 by 140-ft. area, frantically constructed a barricade of timber and heavy burlap to keep out the flood, foul air and deadly gases. As the water continued to rise, Larry Lynch, 28, fell to his knees and prayed: "Dear God, you can work miracles-I'm asking you for one." The water stopped, and never moved closer...
WEST POINT, N.Y., May 18--Harvard's track team lost its only dual meet of the season here today, falling to Army, 89-64, as the rain fell...
...count at week's end showed that Labor dropped 1,282 borough council seats, while the Conservatives gained 1,295. Steelmaking Sheffield, for 40 years a Labor fief, fell to the Tories; so did Norwich, after 35 years of Labor rule. London went solidly Conservative as Labor lost 16 boroughs, holding on to a mere four...
Like most revues that have pleased Broadway recently, Wait a Minim is not American and not strictly a revue. Ten years ago. La Plume de ma Tante, a French non-revue with a Hellzapoppin heart, zipped through its evenings on a series of musical numbers that somehow fell apart before they ever could get started. Coming a little later, England's Beyond the Fringe had little music and a lot of satire. Wait a Minim, standing somewhere between its predecessors, has its own hybrid identity. While the collapsing songs of Plume abound, so do jeering sketches, and, in a throwback...