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...onetime Birmingham gas-station operator named James Robinson, 26, a member of the small, arch-segregationist National States Rights Party. While one white woman stood on a chair screaming "Get him, get him, get him!" Robinson landed two punches on King's head, aimed two kicks at his groin. Pulled away from King by city police, Robinson was hustled off, later was fined $100 and sentenced to 60 days in jail for assault. King got his room in the Hotel Albert (price: $5.75), became the first Negro ever to register and stay there...
...instead Late Salvation Army; most of the wardrobe was scrounged from thrift shops. The king wore ski pants; his scepter was a three-foot-long egg beater. The queen's ornate crown was made of plastic spoons melted together. One tramp had a hockey player's metal groin protector sewed to this pants, another swigged wine from a rubber enema...
...need, he reasoned, is a massive, virtually total exchange transfusion. But how to give it? In one case, Dr. Adamsons boldly cut through the mother's abdominal wall and enough of the uterus to expose the fetus' abdomen and one leg. He cut into the fetus' groin and put a plastic catheter in the femoral artery. Through this tube he withdrew much of the baby's blood and replaced it with donor blood. Astonishingly, this radical surgery did not kill the fetus. But when the mother later went into labor, the baby was too premature...
...Crimson should win this one with ease to stretch its season's record to 3-0. The team's only casualties are pole vaulter Ken Winters, sidelined with a groin injury, and Coach McCurdy, who will spend the weekend in Chicago to keep an eye on the NCAA convention...
...parody of more movies, but of the very stuff that dreams are made of. And as long as Bond is flinging electric lights into bathtubs containing villains about to plug him with his own Smith & Wesson, as long as he's kneeing Chigro henchmen in the groin, as he's humiliating underworld moguls by day and shagging their molls at night, how ever can we deny him an occasional nip of Chatesuneuf du Pape '55? Bob J. K. MaeCarran...