Word: leatherous
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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From his gypsy forebears, John Miller inherited an idiosyncratic custom. For four generations, the Millers have carefully guarded a small green leather pouch containing coins and a knotted red cloth, that was said to keep ill fortune from the family as long as it remained unopened. Miller, a boiler repairman in Tempe, Ariz., protected himself by storing the pouch in a safe deposit box in the vaults of the Tempe branch of the First Federal Savings and Loan Association of Phoenix...
Frank, hands in pockets of charcoal corduroy pants, an old dark sweater and shirt, dark work-shoes of worn leather, short, dark-complexioned with an eight o'clock shadow, thinning but bushy black hair, with some wrinkles on his forehead after 43 years of facing the desperate moments head on, eyes sad, calm, laughing-he sidles up to the front and leans like a cowboy against the lectern. He crosses his feet...
...bike culture burgeoned, the Angels' legend became as grimy as their beards, Levi's and leather vests. In 1965 they tore up an Oakland peace rally. Four years later came Altamont. Commissioned to protect Mick Jagger and the Rolling Stones at a rock concert held at the California speedway, the Angels waded into the crowd with pool cues, leaving an 18-year-old black, Meredith Hunter, dead in their wake. (The Angel who killed him was acquitted on the ground of self-defense.) It all bolstered the legend that the Angels were the toughest, meanest cyclists around...
...cycle by the coffin) in a Lower East Side Manhattan funeral parlor, the Angels might have been expected to lie low for a while. Yet even as dozens of the clan gathered to pay tribute to "Groover" Coffey, some 15 to 30 Angels pushed their way into a nearby leather goods shop and began to rough up the owner. When his 17-year-old girl friend appeared, one Angel reportedly said: "We're here for a funeral, but this looks like a party." Then eight of the group allegedly dragged the girl to a loft above the shop...
...Leather kept hitting flesh and each punch sent the receiver reeling backwards, sprinting, even more glassy-eyed away from his foe, who followed in hot pursuit. The round ended with both men in a desperate clinch...