Word: havens
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...gone through all the other listings and you haven't come up with anything else to do. That isn't all that surprising, really, since not that much at Harvard has really gotten going yet and you probably saw all the films you wanted to see over the summer. Of course, there's always the first-week-end-of-school-when-no-one-has-that-much-work-to-do-yet-or-the-initiative-either parties to drop in on, but you have to be a really hardcore party-goer to do that all weekend...
...drinker and still haven't found anything you feel like doing, the New England Aquarium has announced that October will be Monster Month, starring the Loch Ness Monster. A 24-minute film on Nessie will be shown Monday through Friday at 2 p.m. and 3 p.m., weekends...
...optimistic and green that I believe Pangloss's theory that "everything happens for the best in the best of all possible worlds," and I hope that I haven't bee brainwashed to envision Harvard as "the pie in the sky," but I still wonder why the paper only included articles in which there was no expression of academic, social, or emotional fulfillment. Perhaps in inclusion of those articles is a reflection of the general tendency of the student body to criticize the school; I've been warned that it's gauche to appear too satisfied. Or maybe the articles were...
...club in London. But in most of the South, as one historian has observed, noblesse oblige has yielded to bourgeoisie oblige-even at the country club, traditionally the most closely guarded bastion of upper-class Southern Waspdom. Richmond's Country Club of Virginia, once a haven for FFVs (First Families of Virginia), now has 5,600 members (family membership is $5,000, plus annual dues starting at $660) and does not demand a blue-blood test of applicants. Nowadays, as the eminent Virginius Dabney, retired editor of the Richmond Times-Dispatch (and a member of the club), puts...
...ugly as homemade soap" or "pretty as a speckled pup." It does not rain in the South; it "comes up a cloud." For young children, the mystery of the belly button is easy to explain: it is "where the Yankee shot you." Acquaintanceship? "We've howdied but we haven't shook." Crowding? "There's not room enough in here to skin a cat without getting hair in your mouth." If things are going well, "life's just a slide on a doughnut." There is also the Southern man who lies so much that he needs someone...