Word: hanged
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...never felt like I was imposing when I'd hang over the dugout for and autograph. After one game at Fenway about six years ago I stopped Damaso Garcia as he walked out of the parking lot. "You don't want my autograph--I'm not on the Red Sox," he said. "Yes I do," I said, "because you're Damaso Garcia, the second baseman for the Blue Jays." He smiled, and signed...
Reagan's pilgrimage to the feet of Jefferson was a bit of a sacrilege. Jefferson hated political speeches. He also thought it was unwise to hang around the swamps of Washington in the summer. Despite criticism, the Virginian paid long visits to Monticello, where both air and mind were clearer. Yet there is a resonance now between Jefferson's warnings and Reagan's present-day fears of a Government so big and costly that it ultimately breaks America's spirit...
...falls to the floor; the young men look sullen or stern. Do they know that this is a pre-op for a lobotomy? Double time, in their eight weeks at Parris Island, S.C., they will be stripped of their freedom, their pride, their names. The recruit who dares to hang some John Wayne sarcasm on the drill instructor will be called Joker (Matthew Modine). The guy from Texas will be dubbed Cowboy (Arliss Howard). Gomer Pyle is the name given to a fat bumpkin (Vincent D'Onofrio) whose dim-witted sanctity begs to be beaten into lean meat...
...pathetically humorous character known as the Immortal has been and will be around forever ("If time is money, then I am the last of the big spenders") and has seen it all ("I had to hold my horses for quite a while before there were any human beings to hang out with . . . I sat through geology, waiting for biology"). History provides a brief interlude to the Immortal's loneliness, and he pleads with 20th century mortals, "Be careful -- you'll hurt yourselves. Please. Please try and stay a little longer...
...these days, we would just as soon leave it to our monarchs. We demand of them, moreover, a double role: they must be godlike mortals, fallible gods. Upon peering into their closets, we wish not only to marvel at the gowns but also to revel in the skeletons that hang there...