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Word: kept (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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Then there is the handful of teachers who crossed the picket lines. "We call them stabs, because they cut our throats," says one young junior high teacher. One teacher who crossed the picket lines had his windshield broken and his tires slashed. He kept replacing tires, only to have the replacements cut as well-ten in all. "My students consider me a hero," he says, "but the teachers consider me a scab." When one school secretary asked a teacher if he had seen one of his nonstriking colleagues anywhere in the halls, he looked at her blankly. "Who?" he asked...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: On Long Island: The Lost Season | 11/27/1978 | See Source »

Absolutely. Roosevelt kept businessmen around him like Frank Knox and Jesse Jones. Truman followed the same model. Who would be like that on the scene today? I'll be very blunt: Henry Ford II. He knows how to handle labor...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: After a Big Win, Carey Speaks Up | 11/27/1978 | See Source »

...kind to Mike because he kept his word to New York in getting federal loan guarantees through. But he may have reached battle fatigue in the economy, which frankly is tumultuous. In that tumult I don't know if Mike is the tough manager that we need...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: After a Big Win, Carey Speaks Up | 11/27/1978 | See Source »

...Green kept the partisan throng roaring in far-from-bucolic Rupert Thompson Arena, scoring goal number two at 2:52. Defensemen Tom Cross let a shot loose from the left point that forward Rick Wilson was able to re-direct in from the slot...

Author: By Bill Scheft, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: Dartmouth Spanks Icemen in Season Opener, 7-2 | 11/22/1978 | See Source »

...walking slowly, in scantier clothes, soaked, with ice-caked beards. They needed help badly and I knew I wasn't strong enough to do what was necessary alone, which scared me. No longer thinking about myself, I tried to follow Adrian's footsteps at a run but kept losing them since the switchbacks had stopped as the ground leveled off for a while. Because the cairns meant to mark the trail were snow-covered, and indistinguishable from countless other rockpiles, it could go anywhere. I started to panic, tearlessly, soundlessly, then started to yell for Adrain. No answer...

Author: By Anna Simons, | Title: Hell and High Water | 11/21/1978 | See Source »

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