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...lucky ones find jobs flipping burger patties at their neighborhood McDonald's or pitching bales of hay on Wyoming cattle ranches. The less fortunate kill time shooting baskets in asphalt schoolyards or hanging around the local pool hall. Always the most volatile, lowest-paid segment of the work force, America's job-seeking youth are headed for hard times this recession-plagued summer. According to Government statistics, 16.2% of youths between the ages of 16 and 19 are already unemployed; among young blacks the figure is nearly 30%. Unofficial estimates run much higher...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business: Jobs, Justice and Peace | 5/26/1980 | See Source »

...Hay Aberdeen, Scotland

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, May 19, 1980 | 5/19/1980 | See Source »

...brisk February day shortly thereafter, Howard Hunt and I had lunch with a physician retired from CIA, an expert on what Hunt called "the unorthodox application of medical and chemical knowledge." Hunt introduced me under my operational alias, "George Leonard." We lunched in the Hay Adams Hotel, just across Lafayette Park from the White House. The purpose of the luncheon, Hunt had explained to me previously, was to prepare, for the approval of Hunt's "principal," a plan to stop columnist Jack Anderson. Hunt and I often used the term "my principal" rather than identify our superiors...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Special Section: Watergate's Sphinx Speaks | 4/21/1980 | See Source »

Behind the corrugated grocery store, three horses mosied against a wire fence. Straw wisps floated from a bale mountain stacked against the slatted outhouse. Sammy reached over the wire and stroked the palamino's muzzle. Get some hay, he called to Rick and Rick stooped to gather a handful of hay. Feed him, said Sammy with one eye on Rick and the other on the horse. You do it, Rick whined. Sammy held the hay to the horse's smile while it lapped his palm. The other horses whinnied and crowded closer before Sammy and Rick headed across the dirt...

Author: By David Frankel, | Title: Postcards | 3/15/1980 | See Source »

Andre spent the following years experimenting with different materials and environments in his work. At a gallery in New York he dropped 800 plastic blocks from a canvas bag and, letting gravity arrange them, called it "Spill." For "Joint" he lined up a row of hay bales across a field in Vermont. The timber, granite, and metals now assembled in Boston reflect his childhood years near the shipyards and stone quarries of Quincy, Mass...

Author: By Lois E. Nesbitt, | Title: Seizing the Public | 1/18/1980 | See Source »

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