Word: magnolia
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Like others, she seeks out the view from the Truman Balcony. She sniffs with special pleasure the scent of magnolia blossoms that are outside her bedroom window, the tree having been planted 140 years ago by Andrew Jackson. The crack of the White House flag in the wind is a reassuring greeting on breezy days. At lunchtime, she searches for the sun in the solarium on the third floor...
Mississippi is the Magnolia State, but by many measures it is a faded flower. Its archaic constitution prohibits dueling and admonishes the Governor to sneak into the treasurer's office at night to count all the state's money. Its youngsters are not required by law to attend school. Its people have the lowest per capita annual income in the nation ($3,803). Its dominant Democratic Party has grown sluggish after 100 years of unbroken rule. But as it approaches a gubernatorial election on Nov. 4, some new breezes are blowing on the old magnolia. Two sometime mavericks...
...dustbin does not mean that a varied season containing such up coming plays as Bingo, by England's Edward Bond, about Shakespeare's final years back in Stratford; Abigail Adams, Second First Lady, by Edith Owen; and The Last Meeting of the Knights of the White Magnolia, by Preston Jones, about a lunatic-fringe group from Texas, may not provide some aesthetic rewards. To take a risk is the regional theater's brand of courage...
Waiting, the woman in the red dress began to raise her automatic. Near a magnolia tree, Ford paused to shake some hands. He was actually stretching his hand out to the woman in red, according to some witnesses, when he froze for an instant. "I saw a hand coming up between several others in the front row," Ford would later recall, "and obviously there was a gun in that hand." She was no more than 2 ft. away from the big man who made such an easy target. She cried out: "The country is in a mess! This...
...Life, appeared in 1962, the year of William Faulkner's death. The coincidence was not lost on litterateurs. Ever since, Price has been the odds-on favorite of those who believe that the U.S. must always have a Southern writer-in-residence whispering of dark doings behind the magnolia. This dreadnought of a family saga (Price's fourth novel) proves that he has earned the title. It is also strong evidence that the post is obsolete...