Word: hunters
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...from their last loss, the Yale meet of two years ago. This year, their principal competition has come from Princeton, which the Crimson downed in an exciting meet last Saturday. The meet was undecided until the final 400-yard freestyle relay, where the fresh and powerful quartet of Dennis Hunter, Dave Bennett, Gregg Akalinder, and Alan Engelberg swam to an impressive 3:21.3 first place, to settle the meet...
...relay left in the meet, the lead had changed hands six times and the score stood Harvard 45, Princeton 43. But by swimming Elliot Miller in the 50 and Abramson in the 100, coach Bill Brooks had insured that his freestylers would be fresh, and the quarter of Dennis Hunter, Dave Brandling-Bennett, Gregg Skalinder, and A1 Engelberg sped to an impressive 3:21.3 victory, a good ten yards ahead of Tiger anchorman Jed Graef...
Though the Crimson was behind at that point, Abramson and Stephen Seagren swept the 500-yard freestyle in 5:28.3 and put the varsity ahead to stay. The only other Harvard sweep came in the 50-yard freestyle, in which Elliot Miller and Dennis Hunter beat Thomas and Green...
Thinking that her next teaching job might be in the country far from public transport, Miss Hunter bought a snappy little red Fiat, signed on with a driving school, and hung out her L. After only 40 lessons, she was ready for a trial spin. But her jolting stops and starts so terrified her instructor that he got out of the car, remarking: "This is lunacy; it's suicide. I'm not going another inch with you. I've had enough." Undeterred, plucky Miss Hunter had another go two days later, sideswiped a five-ton truck...
When Miss Hunter showed up for her test, she was tailed by a platoon of reporters and photographers. Climbing into her test car, she stalled seven times, at last put-putted off at 15 m.p.h., made a quick right turn, nearly crashing into a van, stalled at a stop street, backed over a sidewalk while making a turn, sailed through a red light, flicked on her left-turn indicator at an intersection and then drove straight across, finally parked at the test center-three feet from the curb. So sure was Miss Hunter of her innocence that she refused...