Word: hooke
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...wedding band on Judy's finger she looks into his face and sees her dead husband, her father, Col. Thornbush and the revelation strikes her: all men are the same! She calls off the wedding; when Henri tries to stop her, she decks him with a mean right hook she learned in basic training...
...carry his songs alone. Offbeat, ambiguous images pop up in "That's Why God Made the Movies," "Oh, Marion" and "God Bless the Absentee," adding color to the vaguely melancholy feel of the verses. Simon has his occasional missteps--"How the Heart Approaches What It Yearns" is an awkward hook line no matter how cleverly it scans. But the album is more than redeemed by compelling lines like "Who was the witness to the dream/Who kissed my eyes and saw the scream...Nobody...
Hustle was Cowens' forte, but it came from the heart, not the head. A 6-9 center in a NBA world of seven-foot Sequoias, he was always where the ball was--banging in a lefthanded jumper form the top of the key, rolling in a jump-hook, leading or desperately following the fast break, scrambling for the loose ball...
...courtroom to face Judge Owens again. And his case is also being reviewed by the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals in New Orleans. Meanwhile he has remained in prison at Florida's Eglin Air Force Base. In a one-page broadside, New York University Philosopher Sidney Hook blasted Judge Owens' decision as "one of the crassest illustrations of ill-considered and unjustified interventions of our imperial judiciary into the educational process." If discussions of promotion and tenure are to adhere to academic standards, Hook insisted, confidentiality is required without fear of "resentment and retaliatory responses of unsuccessful candidates...
...Kenny Norton was there when Ali would hold his arms horizontally across his face and lean back to avoid Holmes's blows. Even Joe Frazier entered Ali when, for a very strange few minutes, Muhammad bent at the waist and bobbed and weaved as if he were a left-hook-throwing slugger...