Word: gale
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...about the weather. It changes so often, they figure, that any attempt to check it on the cover of the newspaper or even on the online quickly-updated Web pages is not going to be a reliable source of whether they can go for a morning jog without facing gale-force winds and whether they should take the tunnels to breakfast. Stick your hand out the window, an average instruction might be, and figure...
...deaths, mostly of the car-plows-into-the-downed-tree variety. People had to be rescued from rooftops and trees, and from waterlogged autos. Loyal owners photogenically carried their dogs to high ground. Trains didn?t run on time. But the forces of nature were nothing compared to the gale force of the media. This was a dress rehearsal for the apocalypse, and the stand-up men in their slickers and earpieces lasted far longer ? and shouted louder ? than Floyd ever...
...When Frenchman Raphael Dinelli's Algimouss capsized in a storm in the Southern Ocean, he managed to get on top of the inverted hull and cling there. The story of his rescue by his English competitor Pete Goss--who bravely turned back into the teeth of a force-10 gale and beat to windward until he located Dinelli--is one of those anecdotes of miracle that can be enacted only in an intense theater of life-or-death...
...Hungry Ocean (Hyperion; 261 pages; $22.95) is a much quieter ride. It is written by Linda Greenlaw, a commercial fisherman who is as accomplished at her form of seamanship as the sailors of the Vendee Globe are at theirs. In The Perfect Storm--an account of the savage Halloween gale of 1991 in the Atlantic off Massachusetts--author Sebastian Junger described Greenlaw as "one of the best sea captains, period, on the East Coast." The Hungry Ocean is Greenlaw's account of a 30-day trip aboard the 100-ft. sword boat Hannah Boden as it steams out with...
...fled again, this time to Arizona. Short on cash, he applied for a job at the Fountain Cafe in Mesa, using his real name and Social Security number. Working his charm, he befriended the owners, Mike and Gale Moran, who later told reporters they thought Tom was just wonderful. He always took out the trash, liked to wear the red apron, that sort of thing. They let him drive their car, and he was friends with their daughter. "We had no idea," they would later say, over and over...