Word: foreheads
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...side of the courtyard women squatted beside a fire, making bread. "There is no food, no water here supplied by the government," complained Satpal Singh, a government stenographer. "Now the people who killed us are free." A 90-year-old man showed the wound across his forehead where gangs of rampaging toughs had ripped off his turban and almost scalped him while cutting the hair that Sikhs must by religion keep unshorn...
While WT 15000 has the beetled brow, small cranium (700 to 800 cubic centimeters, about half that of modern man) and short forehead associated with virtually all human precursors, his size surprised the scientists. From the development of his teeth, they knew that the hominid died in his youth, about age twelve. But the length of his thigh bones and the size of his vertebrae indicate that he stood about 5 ft. 4 in. tall and may have weighed as much as 150 lbs. This was the size hitherto postulated by scientists for a full-grown Homo erectus...
...next day, Roosevelt complained of "a terrific headache," pressed his hand to his forehead and then fell unconscious in his chair. Churchill cabled the President's widow his grief at the loss of "a dear and cherished friendship which was forged in the fire of war." Perhaps he also remembered not just the great battles won but the small exchanges: the time Roosevelt sent him a postage stamp postmarked on the cruiser Augusta the day Churchill had climbed aboard; the time Roosevelt jokingly sent him a newspaper clipping suggesting that Churchill's wife was descended from Mormons...
...screeched through the curve, her 21.81 time made it two Olympic records for her, and the U.S. won the women's 4-by-400 relay on the last day of competition. Her trademark bulky glasses were discarded for contact lenses; a row of braided bangs fell across her forehead like a beaded door hanging. She ran like a cougar, like Evelyn Ashford...
Humorists do not cry, much, and Bombeck returned to life in Arizona without a backward look. Her children are on their own now (Bombeck gives a heartfelt "whew!" and wipes her hand across her forehead). Betsy is a computer retailer in Los Angeles; Andrew, who served in the Peace Corps in Liberia, teaches gifted students in Scottsdale, Ariz., and Matthew works at an advertising agency in Los Angeles while he writes television scripts. They all agree that family life was warm and normal, not the succession of disasters that Bombeck still thinks she brought on their heads...