Word: lawns
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...where Webster debated and wars were declared and National Mushroom Month was inscribed onto the nation's calendar. Boy Scouts pose for pictures, senior citizens wear buttons and troll for a Congressman to pester, Pentecostal pilgrims deliver copies of the Ten Commandments and pray outside on the lawn, heavyweight champs and movie stars with a cause and CEOs come to call and oh, yes--the lawmakers themselves can walk the halls unmolested because no one really recognizes them unless they have a ribbon of reporters around them. The People have the run of the place; no guides required...
...numerous medical tests. And while Everett, 37, a $26,000-a-year mechanic in a local woolen mill, has health insurance, he was still responsible for almost $3,000 in unreimbursed expenses. The hospital's solution: to pay half the bill, Everett agreed to sand, repaint and refurbish hospital lawn chairs; Alisa is assembling a hospital photo album of doctors, staff and equipment to explain medical care to children who become patients. "I used to be ashamed to go to the post office and get all those hospital bills," Alisa says. "But when you give back a little something...
...stuff of thumping pulse and shiny eyes and the voice of glory raised high by horns and reeds. The U.S. Marine Band, a band now judged by experts to be the best the world has ever produced, turned 200 this past weekend. On Friday the drums shook the South Lawn of the White House as President Clinton paid tribute. The next evening the piccolos rode the heavens in a Kennedy Center concert attended by the men and women who run this country...
...sells everything from a $3,500 folding trailer to a $160,000 motor home the size of the Love Boat. They want AC, microwave, satellite dishes, PC stations, hydraulic slide-outs to expand room size when parked. If Coachmen could figure out how to make one with a back lawn, some Joe's going to buy the damn thing and mow it while Ethel does 65 on the interstate...
Summer is the season for it. I dream and see the children when they were children, one at a time, standing on a lawn or on a playground, waiting for the ball to reach them. Their hug-me arms waver in the hot, wet air, as if they are attempting to embrace something vast and invisible. Their eyes blink in the sunlight. They stagger and stumble...