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...last thing a man in distress wants to see coming over the horizon [to save him] is a feminist in battle gear," she said, eliciting chuckles from the crowd...

Author: By Jacqueline A. Newmyer, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Faludi Connects Men, Feminism | 9/28/1999 | See Source »

...study is the latest initiative of the University's Vice President for Government, Community and Public Affairs Paul S. Grogan, who took over the position in January. Since Grogan's appointment, Harvard has spun into high gear over the past year to improve strained relations with its community, including the University's re-negotiation in August of the payment in lieu of taxes it pays to Boston...

Author: By Jenny E. Heller and Erica B. Levy, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERSS | Title: Report Discusses Harvard's Impact on Region | 9/27/1999 | See Source »

Fifties Guys are people who graduated from college in the years from the early Fifties to around 1965, when what is now spoken of as the Sixties started to get in gear. As a Fifties Guy myself, I can testify that going to college in that era had all the excitement of standing at the luggage carousel waiting for your bags to come off the plane...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Missing the Man in the Middle | 9/27/1999 | See Source »

...Harvard facade that makes being a teenager--a nave teenager -- uncool. I refuse to forget (or ignore) the innocence of a dream. Because on Tuesday night, Sept. 21st at exactly 8:35 PM in the Fleet Center, my dream came true when the Backstreet Boys exploded onstage in galactic gear on flying skateboards, pelvic thrusting and grinding their way into my heart. Like their opening song, my vision of them became "larger than life...

Author: By Crimson Staff, | Title: CONCERT REVIEWS . . . | 9/24/1999 | See Source »

...slithered out of the Jeep and into my beaten-up tennis shoes and grabbed my gear that my father had meticulously arranged during my date the previous night. My red-and-pink shrimptail lure had been enlisted for battle with everything from speckled trout to eel-like ribbonfish. The assortment of friendly people half-submerged in the water reminded me that I was not in Boston...

Author: By J. MITCHELL Little, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Father, Son and the Firechicken | 9/23/1999 | See Source »

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