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BORN: May 22, 1948, New Orleans EDUCATION: Louisiana State U, B.A., 1971 FAMILY: Wife, Kay; two children RELIGION: Methodist MILITARY: None OCCUPATION: Real estate broker POLITICAL CAREER: Louisiana House, 1972-86; U.S. House, 1986- ADDRESS: P.O. Box 1694, Baton Rouge...
BORN: Nov. 17, 1934, Des Moines, Iowa EDUCATION: U of Tulsa, B.A., 1973 FAMILY: Wife, Kay; four children RELIGION: Presbyterian MILITARY: Army, 1954-56 OCCUPATION: Real estate developer; insurance executive POLITICAL CAREER: Oklahoma House, 1967-69, Senate, 1969-77; Mayor of Tulsa, 1978-84; U.S. House, 1987-94; U.S. Senate, 1994- ADDRESS: 3035 Northwest 63rd, Suite 201 N, Oklahoma City...
...FROSTY! Robert Frost had an affair with his married secretary, Kay Morrison, who was also sleeping with Frost's official biographer. The biography was unflattering...
...spiritless, sadly anachronistic TV show. To their credit, the TV reporters tried hard to find blemishes in the happy face being presented, searching for any stray Buchanan delegate (or Buchanan himself) willing to complain. Usually, though, the displays of journalistic independence were pointless. NBC aired a few minutes of Kay Bailey Hutchison's speech on Tuesday night, then broke away so anchorman Tom Brokaw could summarize the juiciest lines for analyst Tim Russert ("She goes on to say that 'it's time to wake up to President Clinton and his high-taxing, free-spending, promise-breaking...'"). If it's worth...
...Jordanaires. She recorded songs by the top country scribes (Hank Cochran, Willie Nelson, Don Gibson, Carl Perkins, Buck Owens, Mel Tillis), but she also covered Cole Porter's True Love; and Walkin' After Midnight was a Tin Pan Alley tune that had been written for pop songbird Kay Starr. The source of Cline's material hardly mattered. She made it all seem part of a thrilling emotional biography, drawing out a note until it was exhausted, then punctuating it with a catch in her throat that sounded like the small sob of a strong woman...