Word: grasses
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...just head for my cabin at Lake Fork to do some fishing," said Governor Robert E. Smylie the morning after, "and chew on the grass, I guess." Bob Smylie, 51, had a lot to chew on. The dean of the nation's Governors, he had given Idaho twelve years of progressive Republican leadership that attracted industry, reorganized the state-parks system, streamlined the state government and, in the process, established himself as something of a national figure, particularly in his post as chairman of the Republican Governors Association. Yet Idaho's Republican voters had just dumped...
...promised to hire "a crew of certified public accountants" to make sure that it would be. It was not much, but, considering Smylie's new liabilities and the fact that he has recently become so preoccupied with national politics that he has neglected to tend to his own grass roots, it was enough for victory...
...another image-improving move, the A.T.L.A. banned flamboyant Melvin M. Belli from its convention program. Belli, who once headed A.T.L.A., snorted: "This organization became great because it was once a vibrant force representing grass-roots lawyers who fought for the underdog. Now it's getting stuffy like the American Bar Association...
...grueling events, Russ Hodge led Bill Toomey by only 146 points, and Toomey struggled grimly through the 1,500-meter run knowing that he needed to beat Hodge by at least 21 sec. to get enough points to pull ahead. Breaking the tape, he collapsed exhausted on the infield grass and waited for Hodge to finish. Hodge staggered across the line 20.1 sec. behind Toomey, enough-by a bare second...
...voice was asking questions. It seemed to be opening and closing like a concertina. The words were loud, as the swelling notes of an organ, then they melted to the tiniest wiry tinkle of water in a glass. I knew that I was lying on my back on the grass. I could feel the shiny blades on my neck. Bright little points glittered all down the front of the liquid man kneeling beside me. I knew at once that he was a policeman, and I thought he was performing some ritual operation on me. There was a confusion...