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There was, however, one moment which has remained etched in my memory and will do so long after the gooey romantic storylines and well-worn punchlines have faded into oblivion. But, before we get there, here’s a quick explanation of who the hell I am. I was born in New York to American parents, who moved to England when I was eight months old. I was educated in England, but returned to America during school holidays to visit my grandparents, and then came to Harvard three and a half years ago. In short, I sound English...
...Hell hath no fury like a prime minister scorned, and Grant uses the following day’s press conference to take a swipe at his American counterpart. After the president, sporting the ubiquitous American flag pin, blithely asserts that the so-called “special relationship” between the two countries “remains special,” Grant strikes back. “I love that word relationship. It covers all manner of sins, doesn’t it?” says Grant. “I fear it has become a bad relationship...
...race to his sister and, so, lost his sister to the wrestling team. After regaining consciousness, the elder Adams simply shrugged off the defeat. “She goes to an all girls Catholic school,” says Adams, “I never had a chance in hell of taking her.” No, it seems that would require the entire Yale University wrestling squad...
...surgeon in Oklahoma, had grown frustrated with American medicine's commercialism. With his kids grown and some money saved, he volunteered with Medecins sans Frontieres, which placed him in Liberia. Seeing children with machine guns at the Monrovia airport, "I really thought I was flying into hell," he says. He worked hard, ignoring the mortar fire at sunrise and sunset as patients with serious gunshot wounds stumbled in. Whereas in the U.S. he would have taken care of 10 patients a day, here he was treating as many as 80. "This is a way for me to use all these...
...Growing up in Osaka's rough Nishinari ward, Takei was a small-time punk, pulling pranks such as throwing fireworks through neighbors' windows. Fine art "sounded too sophisticated and profound to me. I felt, like, 'What the hell is art?'" recalls Takei...