Word: guess
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...With Tony, Floyd and Marsh out of there, I tried to take charge a little more," Brown said after the game. "I knew that the rest of the team was depending on me to get the rebounds, so I guess I concentrated a little more...
...American Council. She went to school for five years each in Dublin and France, and had to leave Europe at the start of World War II. "My family were refugees when I was 14 and my father escaped Frances just as the Germans were entering," she explained. "I guess travelling around so much gave me a broad experience in schools. In Dublin I went to a school with an open classroom which first gave me my love of progressive education. In my French Iycee, on the other hand, I learned how not to teach kids. "The Ackermanns moved to Connecticut...
...want to be in a fire. Meanwhile....West, Bruce and Laing. This is one of Don Law's popular demand engagements. But WBL must be doing something right, because a return show within a month or so of the first one is quite a feat indeed. I guess people really want to hear old Cream songs. I do too. But I've got all the records. J. Gells Band. I've said, on numerous occasions, as well as in front of people, that J. Geils is the best three chord rock 'n' roll band in the world. I'm also...
...want to live much better than this, except maybe for some heat. I'd like to get some money to pay back my parents, maybe have some things. As for me, I just want some respect for my songs. I guess what I really want is for people to say. 'Hey, that George Kincheloe, he's a songwriter,' or just 'That's a good band.' I'm in the business to stay, for ten years at least. I don't know about the others. Eric's talking about music school, John's talking about getting married. I'm not planning...
...study to the clank-clank of a steam pipe. That's what the average stall-user has to contend with daily in Widener Library. With all respect to Widener's age and reputation as a bulwark of books, the place has at least this one uningratiating side. I guess you'd call it just old-fashioned wind. At any moment, the quiet of your stall is likely to be shattered by a god awful, devil-inspired cacophany of thumps, whacks, hisses, wheezes, gurglings and belches. All this gaseous activity fluctuated with the severity of the cold outside...