Word: greying
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...collection of more than 10,000 volumes, a repository that scholars, authors, regional libraries and Old West freaks came to rely on. Nowadays the shop has even become a stop on the tour-bus routes out of Tucson. Her customers aren't the sort whose taste runs to Zane Grey -- no, they are more likely looking to flesh out a study of, say, Texas John Slaughter with a document first published when the century was young. Winifred either has it, will find it or will spin out of control trying. Such work kept her pushing on during her toughest trial...
...people consider the commercial a dazzler and the use of the Beatles a clear coup. "It's an interesting development," comments Stephen Novick, a production director at Grey Advertising, "and a very, very powerful tool." Others express some doubts. John Doig, a creative director at Manhattan's Ogilvy & Mather, remembers the days of anti-Viet Nam demonstrations with "bloody police truncheons coming down and Revolution playing in the background. What that song is saying is a damned sight more important than flogging running shoes." "Music is replete with the meaning of the time," reflects Marshall Blonsky, a professor of semiotics...
...housing options offered by the ancient eight run the gamut from a Columbia-owned apartment near Harlem to the medieval fortress like grey stone dormitories at Princeton...
Government has a lot more to do with how people feel about their world than how "experts" vainly try to make it. I once found myself standing in a park in Bolivar, Tennesse listening to Senator Jim Sasser give a speech. An old farm lady who saw my grey suit came up to me with tears in her eyes. She wanted to thank me for what the Senator and his staff had done. They had gotten her son discharged from the Marines when the Marines were about to put him in jail for two years...
DAVE, A suitemate, escapes this deprivation. Hulking and sweaty after soccer, he hunches over a row of glass vials, peering carefully at the bird bones clinking inside. Making a choice he pours a crisscross pile of bones into my hand. They're a creamy pebble grey, polished and crisp. Dave explains the significance of each tiny detail as I tick a fingernail across notches and etched grooves. My fingers and eyes draw me into a miniature world of texture--a jagged cave about a millimeter across signifies a breast bone; a ball-bearing sized nub, an ankle...