Word: greyed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...among the Vietnamese negotiators for ascetic Hanoi heroes in the mold of Ho Chi Minh will be surprised by Mai Van Bo, the round-faced scholar who represents North Viet Nam in France. In his years as Hanoi's best-known envoy to the West, Bo has grown grey, stylish and somewhat stout on the haute cuisine of hostesses delighted by his foxy charm and affable wit. Hanoi watchers are convinced that Bo is kept in the know by his government. Three weeks ago, his henchmen were already murmuring that "we are prepared to accept Paris...
ANNAPOLIS, Md. May 4--The sun managed to break through the grey overcast covering the Severn River only once here this afternoon--during the varsity heavy-weight crew race. The Crimson varsity smooth-swept its way to a convincing two-length-plus victory over Pennsylvania and Navy, capturing the Adams Cup for the fifth straight year...
When I arrived in Marks a few days after the trial, Mrs. Collins dragged me along to a house around the corner, a dull grey frame woodshed. The one-room shed had been built by Presley Franklin's father and a few other people caught up in the "Movement," the atrophied remainder of the county's Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party (MFDP), the party that had elected black representatives from all over the state in 1964 and sent them to Atlantic City to challenge the all-white official delegation. The hut was to hold the weekly citizenship classes. It was built...
...Grey & the Gig. That was enough to convince the odds makers, who installed Forward Pass as the early-line Derby favorite (at 2-1). The second choice (at 4-1) is Dancer's Image -who is exactly that. Owned by Massachusetts Auto Dealer Peter Fuller, who turned down an offer of $1,000,000 for the colt last month, Dancer's Image is a son of Native Dancer. Like his daddy, he is a grey. Like his daddy, he prefers to come from off the pace: two weeks ago, at New York's Aqueduct Race Track...
...things are less than swinging in Gass's grey heartland, the big cities are worse: immobile with rigor mortis, "swollen and poisonous with people." Gass pulls a long face at contemporary literary fashions. "It's not surprising," he writes, "that the novelists of the slums, the cities, and the crowds, should find that sex is but a scratch to ease a tickle, that we're most human when we're sitting on the John, and that the justest image of our life is in full passage through the plumbing...