Word: fullerton
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...time he entered California State University at Fullerton, Kevin had grown into an athlete's tall, poised body. "I think I like sports because of my father," Costner says. "He never insisted I play with him, which made it even more attractive. He's my ideal of how a father should direct his son." Clearly, Kevin's ball park was a field of dreams with few anguished undertones. "Sports, besides the obvious competitive aspect, is about sharing and being fair," he notes. "And I've always liked to roll in the dirt. When I was little, I wasn...
...Fullerton, Calif., mid-July. Bud McAllister sits hunched against the early morning chill, his conversation teleporting from East Germany to Seoul, his eyes fixed on Lane 1 of the big outdoor pool at Independence Park. It is 7:15 or so, and Janet Evans, the slight, frail-looking 16-year-old swimmer he coaches, has been churning up and down since 5:30. McAllister glances at his stopwatch. Evans, he says, looking a bit startled, has just swum an exhausting set of 20 400-meter freestyle segments, one after another. "That's a real big, tough set." What jolts...
...legs and increasing drag. At 8:30 a.m. she will hoist herself out of the pool, wave to her mother Barbara, towel off and ride with Barbara back to their home in Placentia, half an hour away. (Her father Paul, a veterinarian, does the 5 a.m. run to the Fullerton pool.) Later, after an hour in the weight room, she will return to the pool and chug through more distance sets until she has ticked...
Fitzgerald might have been less intimidated beforehand had he realized how well his hostess understood human insecurities and frailties. "Goodbye, goodbye," she had written Fullerton in 1908. "Write or don't write, as you feel the impulse -- but hold me long & close in your thoughts. I shall take up so little room, & it's only there that I'm happy!" She was then internationally renowned but also trapped in a long, misbegotten marriage to / Edward R. (Teddy) Wharton, a hale fellow and manic-depressive whom her good friend Henry James suspected of being "cerebrally compromised." On the other hand...
...abasements of a clearly superior partner, make painful reading. But Wharton's love letters are stirring in other ways. She could discreetly hint at sexual arousal intensified by social constraint: "You can't come into the room without my feeling all over me a ripple of flame." Writhing under Fullerton's sporadic indifference, she could summon up reserves of anger and pride: "What you wish, apparently, is to take of my life the inmost & uttermost that a woman -- a woman like me -- can give, for an hour, now & then, when it suits you; & when the hour is over, to leave...