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...this grim, gray-faced man? Where are the smile, the twinkling eyes, the great white mane of hair? Virginia Duquette, CENTERVILLE, MASS...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Inbox | 9/21/2009 | See Source »

Cunningham performed long after the last strand of hair on his wily mane had turned gray. His final piece of choreography, Nearly Ninety, premiered at the Brooklyn Academy of Music in April to mark his 90th birthday. In June the Cunningham Dance Foundation unveiled a "living legacy" plan to maintain his body of work. But to Cunningham, his art was not meant to endure. Dance, he said, "gives you nothing back ... nothing but that single fleeting moment when you feel alive...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Merce Cunningham | 8/10/2009 | See Source »

...Publishers, and especially photographers, had a lot to work with. Fawcett's thin, animated lips and row upon row of immaculate Chiclet teeth conspired into a sunny, uncomplicated smile. Her body was athletic, her arms honey-glazed. And that wild mane of hair gave rise to the rumor that a lion at the San Diego Zoo had been secretly scalped. The whole package was alluring but not shamelessly sexy; a throwback to pinup queens of an earlier era, it signaled the freewheeling fun of the ultimate Dallas Cowboys cheerleader. If the big, bulky computers of the day could have programmed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Farrah Fawcett: The Golden Girl Who Didn't Fade | 6/26/2009 | See Source »

...person referred to Detroit Tigers pitcher Mark Fidrych, 54, as having a "lunch-pail mentality" because of his simple, workaday approach to his job. The 1976 American League Rookie of the Year was nicknamed "the Bird" because of his quirky antics (talking to the baseball) and a curly blond mane that resembled that of Sesame Street's big yellow Muppet...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones | 4/27/2009 | See Source »

...shooting a buffalo: "Killing a large animal inevitably gives me a sense of sorrow. I know it will hit me before it does, the way you go to bed drunk knowing you'll be hungover in the morning. It hurts as I run my fingers through the tangled mane of the buffalo's neck. The animal feels so solid, so substantive ... Seeing the dead buffalo, I feel an amalgamation of many things: thankfulness for the meat, an appreciation for the animal's beauty, a regard for the history of the species and, yes, a touch of guilt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hunting the Great Buffalo | 12/11/2008 | See Source »

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