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...letters addressed to his wife by the state's department of transportation. Carline Toner was killed last October when her car collided with a garbage truck, and now the state, having determined that she was to blame, was demanding $34.15 to cover the cost of cleaning up the highway. When her widowed husband failed to reply, the state filed suit against Mrs. Toner in Windsor's small claims court. With that Donald Toner asked Attorney James Throwe to fight the claim-and Throwe simply released the story of the suit to the local papers. Embarrassed, Connecticut Governor Ella...
...admits that he does not have a strong visceral attachment to them. Says Gray: "They're best when you're driving and you want to eat in a familiar place where you know you won't be poisoned. They're pit stops on the highway of life...
Hiding Rice. Pressure by the Meo insurgents has closed Highway 4 from Paksane to Xieng Khouang and Highway 7 across the Plain of Jars. Highway 13 between Vang Vieng to Luang Prabang is so unsafe that government traffic can move only in armed convoys. South of Vientiane, Pathet Lao patrols, supported by the air force's nine T-28 fighter-bombers, manage to keep Highway 13 and Route 8 open during the day, but the Meo have full control after dark. In the south, at least 1,500 Royal Laotian army veterans and disgruntled peasants are carrying on another...
...Grand Canyon, the wind-weathered landscape of Bryce Canyon or the waterworn stalactites of Carlsbad Caverns is like looking backward through time. To watch an alligator glide through the Everglades is to see a world still unsullied by technology. Seeing a black bear beg for food beside a highway in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park (the most popular in the system, with 11.4 million visitors last year) is proof that even in this age of the atom, the wilderness is never really that far away...
...corndog (a wienie impaled on a stick and dunked in a bubbling cornbread batter). But much prepacked or rapid-fire fare simply tastes better than the meals Mom used to make-when Mom's was the clapboard greasy spoon tucked invitingly along the two-lane highway, with three cars parked in front, all bearing out-of-state plates. Critics like to claim that the major chains are taking the adventure out of eating, that motorists are settling for Colonel Sanders instead of discovering the modest little boardinghouse that makes the best quiche Lorraine this side of Provence. True, perhaps...