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...running off to job interviews even though I'm not going to take a job, just to get all the free trips," says a senior who has parlayed his job search into free trips to Tokyo, France and London--and yes, he collects all the frequent--flyer miles...
...there yet?" "He's touching me!"). For reasons I don't fully comprehend, since I'm not fond of driving and do all of it, I actually look forward to this two-day, 1,300-mile sojourn. Perhaps it's simply a change of pace from my frequent-flyer life-style. For Nancy, who doesn't travel much, I suspect it's a refreshing combination of getting out of the house/classroom or maybe the sustained euphoria from school's being out for the summer...
...infield, John Gregorian, 37, and four buddies from the Chicago Board of Trade light up $8 cigars in their rented 22-ft. Tioga Flyer. And Randy Holmes, 41, an ironworker from Orlando, Fla., climbs on top of his rickety $4,000 motor home and turns on his scanner to hear the chatter between drivers and crew chiefs. Holmes saved up for two months to come to the race with his stepfather, two sons and a nephew. He doesn't know it, but 75 yds. away in a somewhat more elaborate rig, Texaco CEO Peter Bijur is getting ready to root...
...someone who is obsessed with preparation, Elizabeth Dole had the worst possible training for a presidential candidate. However handy her Harvard law degree, her serial Cabinet posts, her frequent-flyer miles as president of the American Red Cross, none of those can make up for the four campaigns she endured as the candidate's wife, in which the first commandment is "Thou shalt commit no news and give no offense." Those campaigns bequeathed her the high name recognition and favorable ratings that position her solidly in second place in polls of Republican presidential contenders. So what happens now, when...
...never forget the last night of Jesse Jackson's mission to free U.S. Navy flyer Robert Goodman from captivity in Syria. Another reporter and I were in Jackson's hotel suite in Damascus, beating the reverend and one of his buddies at bid whist, a homeboy version of bridge. But when it was Jackson's turn to deal, he rolled his eyes toward heaven, mumbled something under his breath, and dealt himself a "Boston"--meaning that he won all the tricks. He was still gloating over his luck a few minutes later when Syria's Foreign Minister telephoned with word...