Word: glads
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...deteriorating conditions faced by inner-city blacks on the 20th anniversary of the riots that tore apart ghettos from Detroit to Newark. "The inner cities burned during that long, hot summer," says White. "But the conditions that sparked the turmoil, rather than improving, have got worse. I'm glad we did these stories, but I'm sorry...
...American. The three-time world champion, who defected seven years ago on the end of a bedsheet in Mexico City, finished third in the middleweight class to two former countrymen. Fidel Castro sent them his congratulations: "You taught an exemplary lesson to the traitor." Urrutia declared he was glad to be free, "like a bird," but the / medal ceremony was bittersweet. "When I hear the national anthem," he said wistfully, "of course I feel like a Cuban." By the time the last weight was lowered, that anthem had lifted the hall 25 times...
...mentality. His lawlessness, his belief in following superiors, his anti-communist zealotry combined his constant incantation of patriotism was bound to bring the bigots to his side. What is distressing is that North never repudiated that segment of his support. Brendan Sullivan was equally quiet. One can only be glad that the civil rights movement happened, enabling Louis Stokes, son of a Black cleaning lady, to sit as a United States Representative at one of the country's most important public hearings and remind his fellow countrymen why the Constitution matters...
...Nidal had targeted him for assassination. He told how Nidal's group had brutally murdered Natasha Simpson, 11, daughter of an American journalist, in the Christmas 1985 massacre at the Rome airport. "I have an eleven-year-old daughter," said North, melodramatically. He offered a challenge. "I'll be glad to meet Abu Nidal on equal terms anywhere in the world, O.K.? But I am not willing to have my wife and my four children meet Abu Nidal or his organization on his terms...
...glad I did not go to Stanford. After all, who would want to sit in the sun with a beer in one hand and the sports pages in the other while beautiful tanned California girls are walking by in bikinis when he could be in Cambridge, waiting in nine inches of snow and slush for a shuttle bus ride? Who wants to see Division I football in his own backyard when he could be at Harvard watching the national championship chess team quash lesser rivals? Who wants to go to a school whose most famous alumnus is Herbert Hoover...