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...auction of 65 antique and classic models. For antique collectors, brass is gold, since 1915 is the year when most designers stopped using brass as trim. Thus, when a bright yellow 1913 Mercer Raceabout, model 35-J, with a "monocle" windshield, restored by retired Los Angeles Fireman Harry Johnson, was driven into the auction tent, it rated a round of applause...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nostalgia: Going Old | 6/7/1968 | See Source »

...team of Poonies, having combed Cambridge landmarks and badgered merchants for clues, deciphered the final conundrum. By 2:28, Lampoon President La Farge was undressing at pool's edge, and in another minute was paddling towards the pool's littoral regions with Ibis in a fireman's carry...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Treasured Ibis Turns Frogman | 5/31/1968 | See Source »

...York City's William Epton, who was convicted of conspiring to commit criminal anarchy for his part in the 1964 Harlem riots. "We don't mourn King," said Epton. "We saw him as an obstacle to the black liberation movement. We saw him as a fireman for Kennedy and Johnson...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: The Moderates' Predicament | 4/19/1968 | See Source »

...usually pretty hard to avoid with this play. His actors, apparently unaware of much of the script's more subtle humor, work against the lines with an indiscriminate cuteness. Two of the funniest sequences, the exchange of coincidences between a married couple not sure they are married and the fireman's ridiculous tale of "the Headcold," fall dead. In the latter case, the actor actually reads the speech, stifling the spontaneity that is the crux of the joke. Most of what does arouse the audience comes from the drooping mouth of W. Bruce Johnson, who looks like a young Walter...

Author: By Frank Rich, | Title: One-Acters | 4/19/1968 | See Source »

...light the fire, Jimi didn't even have to pull his stunt of burning his guitar-though a fireman was poised in the wings, ax at the ready, in case he did. Instead, he hopped, twisted and rolled over sideways without missing a twang or a moan. He slung the guitar low over swiveling hips, or raised it to pick the strings with his teeth; he thrust it between his legs and did a bump and grind, crooning: "Oh, baby, come on now, sock it to me!" Lest anybody miss his message, he looked at a girl...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Rock: Wild, Woolly & Wicked | 4/5/1968 | See Source »

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