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...torch based on the original 1886 design by French Sculptor Frédéric Auguste Bartholdi was raised 305 ft. to its perch in Liberty's right hand, overlooking New York Harbor. Constructed by a team of artisans from Les Métalliers Champenois of Reims, France, the 15-ft. flame is gilded with 24-karat gold leaf. During the ceremony, Regional National Park Director Herbert Cables said that the new torch would "shine more brightly than ever." Indeed, it shall. New lights will illuminate the flame when President Reagan kicks off the statue's 100th birthday celebration on July...
...early in the week, it announced that government forces had foiled the attempted coup and maintained, "the situation in the capital is calm." That, quite obviously, was not true. Though the fighting faltered occasionally, it continued throughout the week. Eyewitnesses spoke of "deafening blasts" and "sky-high balls of flame" in the port. On Thursday, a Western diplomat in San'a, the capital of neighboring North Yemen, reported that gunfire and rocket exchanges had continued in Aden through the day, adding that the combatants were using tanks, artillery and even jet fighters. Other reports told of the explosion...
...settled deep in the softest armchair of his Milan living room. Yet the 73-year-old academic and author, condemned to international celebrity by his 1980 debut novel The Name of the Rose, is not without thorns. Today's discourse - ranging from his newest work of fiction, The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana, to politics, religion and neckties - bristles with sharp observations. Avuncular he may seem, but this famous European intellectual has not mellowed with age. Age, memory and nostalgia are, however, the central themes of Queen Loana, Eco's fifth novel, just published in English translation. Struck by amnesia...
...each unbeknownst to the other, are topflight assassins at rival agencies. When professional circumstances pit the Smiths against each other, a hilarious fire fight between two trained killers ensues ("I missed you, honey" becomes a double entendre), which somehow, mysteriously, becomes a portrait of a marriage rediscovering its lost flame. It's Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? with concussion grenades...
Late into the game, scouts were still clocking the righthanded flame-thrower at 90 miles per hour...