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Harvard's bond days date back to 1972, when the University made its first foray into the bond market to finance a new parking garage, among other auxiliary projects. Such early bond batches were limited in scale...

Author: By Jonathan N. Axelrod, | Title: A Billion Here, A Billion There: Harvard And Its (AAA Rated) Bonds | 2/2/1994 | See Source »

Outside, the Crimson reporter is very excited. But it is still cold and he would like to ask the Times reporter if he will have lunch with him. A second foray in to the church is in order. This one was less successful...

Author: By Andrew L. Wright, | Title: Reporter's Notebook | 1/14/1994 | See Source »

...that manifests itself in the relationship between the viewer and the work. The man counters that beauty and truth can only be experienced when one subsumes oneself completely in the sensations, which is ultimately what he does. His inquiry into the coming of the Asiatic fever is his last foray into reality, but it does not touch him enough to save himself. His death in Venice ultimately comes as he is trying to attain the mystically complete subordination of the self to the senses...

Author: By Deborah E. Kopald, | Title: A Fatal Attraction | 11/11/1993 | See Source »

...miles, from L.A.'s northern exurbs to the Mexican border, there was no typical experience. Fires threatened the bedroom communities of Simi Valley and Chatsworth; they reached deep into Altadena, only eight miles from central L.A., and scorched the northern San Diego countryside. But their most surreal and spectacular foray was into Laguna Beach. A pristine, smog-free enclave bordered by cliffs and water, the 24,800- resident paradise for surfers, artists and environmentalists, is, along with the adjacent community of Emerald Bay, home to some of the richer people on the Pacific Rim. It was here that the Irvine...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Wild Like the Wind | 11/8/1993 | See Source »

Then I vote. Like all absentee voters, my annual foray into the democratic process is somewhat lacking in excitement. Some people get to go into booths, close the curtain and pull levers. I sit on my couch and poke a paper clip through a piece of paper. But that's not what Jeanne thinks is weird. What she finds amazing is the number of dots I poke...

Author: By Lori E. Smith, | Title: A Right, a Duty, a Privilege and a Chore | 10/25/1993 | See Source »

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