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Sophomore Diana Olney at number two sliced her way through both her adversary and the "Scotch Fog" weather in convincing fashion...

Author: By Bill Scheft, | Title: Thal, Olney Pace 'Cliffe Past Bates In Tennis Opener | 10/4/1976 | See Source »

McCabe and Mrs. Miller. You may react like Warren Beatty, who was pissed at Altman for smothering all his lines with wilderness noise and human babble. Or the scenery may get to you--fog and snow turning into literal shrouds, raw timber buildings sitting squalid like open wounds in the woods. It's a movie that jello-quivers your mind--the death scenes just kinda fester up there afterwards, shake, rattle, and roll. Choose your poison...

Author: By Tom Blanton, | Title: Film | 8/10/1976 | See Source »

...learning the game as a caddie. In 1963, he won the Spanish Open and the same year teamed up with Sebastian to come within three strokes of winning the World Cup. Only a blitz by Nicklaus, who was paired with Arnold Palmer, staved off an American loss in the fog-ridden final at Paris...

Author: By Robert I. W. sidorsky, | Title: British Open: Old Tom to Young John | 7/16/1976 | See Source »

...other way" is still a wincingly painful memory for Democrats: the nightsticks flailing in a fog of tear gas along Chicago's Michigan Avenue in 1968, the armies of the young hurling obscenities across the police barricades; or in 1972, the civil war inside the Miami Beach convention hall as the party broke apart over gay rights, abortion, credentials challenges, tax reform and the candidacy of George McGovern, who delivered his acceptance speech over the smoking wreckage...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: DEMOCRATS: Shall We Gather at the Hudson River? | 7/12/1976 | See Source »

...Shannon, the short, freckled bosun, cups his hands around his mouth and bellows, 'All hands on deck! Sail stations!' His words echo across the deserted, fog-wet decks of the Eagle, and men come scrambling up ladders and out of doorways. Dozens pull themselves up into the rigging, swarming 150 ft. above the deck to loosen the tightly furled sails. 'Loose the foreroyal!' cries Shannon. 'Loose the main royal! Man the fore t'gallants'l sheets and halyard there! Look alive, deck!' The sails begin to drop like curtains at a play...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nation: The Big 200th Bash | 7/5/1976 | See Source »

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