Word: geared
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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When the competition began, Hary showed up carrying a knapsack loaded with his gear, pointedly ignored his rivals clustered on a bench. Then he set to work. He lowered the Olympic record by .1 sec., to 10.2. in an early heat, won the semifinals in 10.3. In the finals, after making two false starts with the rest of the field, Hary poised on his blocks as steady as a carrier plane braced on its catapult. The six men came off the mark together, but within two strides Hary had accelerated to a half-meter lead. By the 50-meter mark...
...MESSENGER BOY. I AM A YOUNG NEWSPAPER REPORTER. YOU HAVE TO GIVE A FIRST INTERVIEW TO SOMEBODY. WHY DON'T YOU GIVE IT TO ME? IT WILL START ME ON MY CAREER. Vastly amused, Debs granted the interview, and Lasker's career moved into high gear. At 18, he went to Chicago to work for $10 a week as an ad salesman for Lord & Thomas. At 35, he owned L. & T. and several million dollars to boot...
...tombstone, and guards the eastern approach to Longs Peak, a 14,256-ft. tower in the Rockies some 75 miles northwest of Denver. The stretch of rock is one of the last great unconquered climbs in the U.S.* Last week a pair of seasoned climbers from California checked their gear and set out to become the first men to mount the Diamond...
Voices in the Night. On his 40-day, 4,000-mile journey, Chichester not only missed being run down; he saw only three other ships. Once a Russian tanker, jammed with radar gear, circled him cautiously, apparently decided he was not a Polaris sub, and steamed away. One dusk, said Chichester, "I thought I heard voices. I poked my head out of the cabin. Alongside was a freighter; people were sitting on the bridge, having evening drinks." Battered by huge waves, isolated by fog, Chichester slept only four to six hours a night, fought his loneliness by writing...
More than a score of Wall Street brokers at Lehman Bros, began commuting by sea, some arriving at work in rumpled, spray-wet marine gear. They changed into business suits at the office. Dock hands at Manhattan's 23rd Street pier dusted off an old rule, hustled to collect a $1.50 "landing charge" for every passenger. So far only one weekday sailor, new to sea commuting, has fallen into the East River. An occasional commuter was heard to grumble: "Maybe they'll find out the Long Island Railroad isn't necessary, and it'll just disappear...