Word: home
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...what a mess it is. The refined has been replaced by the vulgar, and sex has become just the thing you do on the third date. Is it surprising that girls lack self-esteem, that sexual harassment abounds, that men act like boys and women ultimately sit home alone? If only we could go back...
...best friends embarked on two time-honored teenage traditions. First they went to the mall to shop for gowns for the junior prom this spring. Then they piled into Loren's black Chevrolet Corsica to go for a spin. At 3:45 that afternoon, a few miles from her home in Media, Pa., Loren's car began to drift off the highway, the sort of mistake seasoned drivers make--and correct--all the time. Sixteen-year-old Loren, who had got her license just 2 1/2 months earlier, lurched back too far, lost control of the car and plowed into...
...Greater New Bethel Church, there was trouble at the Jasper Middle School. Black students had planned to start a junior Black Panther party, and a white student had drawn a Confederate flag in the sand. The principal and church elders quashed the Panther idea and sent the white student home. Says Lyons: "We got both black and white kids to remove anything offensive from their lockers." "We thought we were doing a decent job," says the Rev. Jerry Neff, a local Methodist minister. "What the murder did was to make us take a step back and say, maybe...
...dinner until after 4. Minutes race by as I referee a fight between my daughters over who has the most Beanie Babies, run a spoon through the garbage disposal by mistake and field a string of phone calls--three from telemarketers who know they'll find me home at this hour, one from a younger sibling who wants to borrow $300. My six-year-old needs a hug. My nine-year-old needs a ruler with centimeters on it. My toddler needs to slam two pot lids together...
...show would never lack for topics. My holiday special would focus on how to keep well-meaning guests out of the kitchen: "More wine, Aunt Hattie?" In "Refrigerator Roulette," I'd try to figure out which leftovers are still safe to eat. Smell along at home! I can picture a stream of cameos in which I bring celebrity chefs resoundingly down to earth. I'd make Emeril Lagasse do the dishes. (What happens to the ones he dirties so exuberantly in the studio? Does he throw them all away? BAM!) When chef Mario Batali visits--that's "Molto Mario...