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Word: jacketing (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...reporter for a Boston newspaper spotted him in a cheap Atlantic City hotel, and he was arrested soon after. He was wearing coveralls and a leather jacket, and was carrying $5744. which he attributed to three different sources at three different times. Brady clearly was getting off on the right foot...

Author: By John L. Powers, | Title: Crime The Canonization of George Brady | 12/8/1969 | See Source »

...Discipline as a tool, versus discipline as a straight jacket. Today, when you meet another graduate student, or professor, you ask him what is his field...

Author: By Alexander Korns, | Title: In Education: Garbage, Trash, Junk | 12/8/1969 | See Source »

...this D.C. bus, here I was, wearing a pair of jeans whose zipper was broken, as well as a jacket that didn't quite fit, and looking just as objectionable as I possibly could. Perhaps, after all, streetfighting was a pretty good deal-at least, it allowed for an indulgence that even the new politics couldn't accommodate...

Author: By Gregg J. Kilday, | Title: Memoirs of a Would-be Street lighter | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

LAST WINTER an album appeared on A and M records entitled The Fantastic Expedition of Dillard and Clark. The jacket featured a hill-billy type on a motorcycle passing a joint to another in a sidecar. That picture is almost a visual description of the music on the inside, a very gentle blend of C and W and rock. Generally the term Country and Western calls up images of excruciatingly sentimental lyrics with a fiddle and banjo contest going on in the background. But the arrangements on Expedition (songs written mostly by the musicians Gene Clark and Doug Dillard) combine...

Author: By Jill Curtis, | Title: Through the Morning, Through the Night | 11/17/1969 | See Source »

...dawn streaked across the amber and gold foliage on a heroic fall day, Fred was already prowling the beach, studying the heart-shaped tracks. "They're here," he whispered. A rangy, rawboned man with the weathered look of a backwoods sage, he was wearing his favorite old camouflage jacket and a battered gray fedora. As he explored the island, half a dozen deer bolted from distant thickets, their upturned tails waving like white flags. Later, sipping black coffee out of a tin can, he smiled: "Looks like this is going to be too easy for the bow. Maybe...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hunting: Of Bear, Bow & Buck | 11/14/1969 | See Source »

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