Word: marathons
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Against the Shark. Queen of the world's marathon swimmers, Mary is the daughter of a Shafter, Calif., dentist who would have preferred a Portia to a naiad. But law was for landlubbers, and in 1958 she swam from Malibu to Santa Monica, a distance of 18 miles, in 8 hrs. 19 min. Next came California's 25-mile Catalina...
...Marathon swimming is an expensive hobby-boats must be hired, support crews trained-and Mary needed someone to bankroll her adventures. Daddy did not offer, and Mary did not ask. To her rescue came the National Tea Council (she drinks tea during her swims), the Detroit chapter of the National Society of Non-Smokers (she does not smoke) and the National Swimming Pool Institute. When Mary swam the Strait of Gibraltar last June, solicitous Spanish smugglers provided boats and guides. In July, a Turkish newspaper persuaded her to visit Turkey. She shocked the staid Turks by wandering around in Bermuda...
...Then, led by well-mannered (one penalty all season) Center Dave Keon, 23, who scored four goals and chipped in two assists, they skated rings around the Red Wings for the Stanley Cup and $2,000 per man. - > Belgium's Aurele Vandendriessche: the 26-mile, 385-yd. Boston Marathon, thus becoming the 17th foreigner to win the Patriot's Day race in the last 18 years. A bookkeeper in a cotton mill, Vandendriessche, 30, loped leisurely through the Newton hills, had no thought of winning until two miles from the finish when he found Ethiopia's heavily...
Aurele Vandendreiessche, a Belgian bookkeeper, set a course record of 2:18:58 yesterday to win the 67th Boston A.A. Marathon. Johnny Keyley of Groton, Conn., was second in 2:21:09. Defending champion Eino Oksanen of Finland crossed the line fourth. Erich W. Segal '58, University teaching fellow in General Education, also entered the marathon. He pulled up lame at the 18-mile mark and did not finish...
Strange Interlude, by Eugene O'Neill, is a theatrical event of fascinating and ironic magnitude. Geraldine Page acts with dazzling prismatic splendor, but the play, a 4½-hour marathon, is a dated Lost Generation relic, infused at odd moments with O'Neill's personal anguish...