Word: girls
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...over a weak Republican to become the Second City's first lady. When the votes were counted, Byrne had 82.1% of the vote-the biggest landslide in Chicago history. The political heirs of the late Richard J. Daley were impressed. "A gracious woman . . . a young woman ... a girl," stammered Cook County Democratic Leader George Dunne, searching for a handle. Sun-Times Columnist Mike Royko, who milked the bestselling Boss from Daley's two decades in office, already refers to the gracious woman . . . young woman . . . girl as "Mayor Bossy...
...their relationship is founded on nothing but abject puppy love. Their careers are scarcely more interesting than their emotions. Drew aspires only to be a middle-of-the-road pop star along the lines of Barry Manilow. Rosemarie is not so much a ballerina as a fledgling Broadway chorus girl. Were this team to make it, they would still never amount to much more than the Captain and Tennille...
...story revolves around Joey Evans, cheap nightclub dancer par excellence, who gives up Linda English, the girl he loves, to profit from the attentions of Vera Simpson, a wealthy matron willing to pay--quiet handsomely--for her pleasures. Joey quickly tires of Vera and look pleasures. Joey quickly tires of Vera and looks and Linda against...
Unless of course you'd read about the lightning-quick rise of the "little girl who used to play football, basketball and baseball with her brothers" on Chicago's North Shore. Or unless you knew about the 150 people who'd interviewed her in the three weeks after she was named the first woman sports editor of what many people consider it the major metropolitan daily. (As a matter of fact, she is the first woman sports editor of any major metropolitan daily.) Or about the six marriage proposals she got in those same three weeks...
...retrospect my reactions have been masterpieces of naivete. Admittedly, it happens less often nowadays, as I have become harder, more distrustful and more self-protective. Very few people can drive me to near tears with frustration. Not the blatant bigots, to whom I am at best a "little black girl," at worst a "nigger." Nor can the less obvious ones, who impute my presence to affirmative action and the quota system. They lost their power to hurt me seriously long ago. I'm inured to it. It is only in those rare occasions when I delude myself into thinking that...