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Word: glows (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Harvard, hoping to bask once more in the glow of an upset victory in enemy territory, struck back less than two minutes later with a finely manicured short-handed goal...

Author: By Jim Hershberg, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: Icemen Stun UNH Wildcats, 4-1 | 12/12/1979 | See Source »

With the Marines standing guard over the hatch, two groups of women went out onto the roof, then some men, then some more women. A burst of fresh air suddenly hit me; very cold, very fresh. There was a strange glow around the edges of the roof from the fire that was consuming the building beneath us. The Marines warned us in whispers: "Stay down! Stay down!" They could not be sure there were not still rioters somewhere on the roof...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: You Could Die Here | 12/3/1979 | See Source »

...iconostasis, old men and women are so crowded they can hardly cross themselves. At their feet, small children kneel. The congregation is elderly as usual, but at least a quarter seem to be young or middleaged. The chanting and the choir, the incense, the smell of wax, the glow and reflection from hundreds of candles, the sheer body heat slowly become hypnotic. In one corner of the railing is a young woman in an expensive tailored suit, eyes closed, face pale, arms at her sides. She stands rigidly, not seeming to breathe...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Completely Loyal to the State | 12/3/1979 | See Source »

...visitor, it looks like a typical boarding school for the overprivileged-300 acres in Stockbridge, Mass., a mansion, dorms, art studios, a gym, music rehearsal rooms and a barn, and 150 teen-agers so bright-faced and chipper that local residents say they can identify them by the "DeSisto glow...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Behavior: Getting that DeSisto Glow | 11/26/1979 | See Source »

...jump master leans out the door, the wind kneads his face, ripples slowly run from the base of his nose to the bottom of his chin. He smiles, a grotesque smile with the wind flapping his lips at a palpitating rate, the setting sun giving them an orange-red glow. "Step out," he says. I move one hand out the door but it is forced back inside by the wind. I try again, grasping onto the wing strut. I force my feet out on the step, the first and last step, pivot, face forward and raise my right...

Author: By James L. Tyson, | Title: Stepping Out Over Taunton | 11/14/1979 | See Source »

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