Word: localize
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Egged on by the local police chief, the leading toughs of the Van Buren, Ark. High School staged a 45-man school "strike" and managed to scare away the 13 Negro youngsters trying to return to school at term's beginning. Last week the Van Buren school board, wavering before pressure to revise the integration plan that worked last year, announced a public hearing for the anti-integration White Citizens' Council. Up before the meeting that night, to the general astonishment, stood Jessie Angeline Evans, 15, grocer's daughter, straight A student and one of the rare...
Thomas Hill took the title role of Willy Loman. This type of part is exactly his dish of tea; he was utterly convincing at every moment, and compared favorably with his local predecessors in the role--Lee J. Cobb, Thomas Mitchell, and Dean Gitter...
...anyone who wants six pieces wants a dance band; so we play Dartmouth and RPI--mostly frat parties. Dixie fits in a frat, but it's out of place at a House dance." Clubs and fraternities certainly contribute to the more thriving Dixieland activity at Princeton, Dartmouth, and the local B.U. and Tufts. To land Harvard jobs groups must either play half-and-half dixie-and-dance, or go straight commercial. As one fellow said, "Sure, I'd like to blow every night, but I need the bread...
...really packed them in at the Crimson. No cover, no minimum. Why, we had pizzas and fights every night--regular cool times, 'til the cops broke it up. All kinds of people came down: fellows from B. U. and the local frats, some bohos and pinball players, MTA conductors and a few bums. Even the Harvard gang came after a while...
Harold is a writer. Although rejected by the Advocate (a local magazine devoted to literature), he sold a poem to a Greenwich Village little magazine for a free subscription, and an article (under a psuedonym) on trailer-camping to a Western magazine for $120. That $120 has to sustain him for the summer, at the pace of a dollar...