Word: lawns
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...throw a Labor Day party at the White House for at least 200 labor leaders, including Meany-a radical departure, especially for a Republican President, from the pro forma proclamations that have marked Labor Day celebrations in recent years. After dinner, they will be joined on the South Lawn by an estimated 6,000 labor union employees and their families for a military pageant that will conclude with the Army Band playing Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture-complete with cannons booming...
...long time now in California, the land of Forest Lawn and Evelyn Waugh's The Loved One, the law has allowed relatives to do only two things with the ashes of their cremated dead. They may be left in a cemetery or they may be scattered to the winds-but then only if from an airplane flying at least 5,000 feet up and three miles out to sea. No doubling up to reduce charter fees, either: no more than one loved one may be strewn per flight. Keeping Uncle's ashes in an urn on the mantelpiece...
Various Partners. The apogee of the visit came as a dazzling moon set the South Lawn ashimmer for 564 young people, who danced on a 40-ft. by 40-ft. floor and sat ten at a table to dine. The guests, all between the ages of 21 and 30, were almost entirely the offspring of politicians and diplomats. To the strains of Stars Fell on Alabama, the future King led Tricia onto the floor for one of several sedate rounds. The beat alternated between the pedestrian smoothness of the Marine Band and the jolting rock of The Guess...
...treated to a barbecue and swimming at Camp David, a baseball game at Washington's Robert F. Kennedy Stadium, a floating lunch down the Potomac, and sightseeing at Mount Vernon and a wildlife research center in Laurel, Md. The highlight will be a dinner-dance on the south lawn of the White House with 700 guests, mostly young, and two rock bands...
Reporters hop into chauffeur-driven, air-conditioned Mercedes-Benz limousines and rush out onto the highways. Three, four, five hours later they begin trickling back-the lucky ones-to a lawn-edged pool at the stately, decaying Royal Hotel. Sipping lemonade or good Russian vodka, they trade experiences. Nothing to the north for 20 klicks (kilometers). All quiet at Kompong Speu, but the city is deserted and still smoldering from a Communist mortar attack that morning. "You should have seen this one old lady," says a reporter. "She had a line of bullets up her leg. The goddam wounds were...