Word: men
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...curtain separated Carter and his wife from the reporters in the rear. Behind other red curtains, Army communications specialists manned telephones and telex links that kept the President in touch with the White House. A four-car pilot train ran ahead of the Metroliner so that Secret Service men could check the tracks, and three helicopters hovered watchfully overhead...
LOPEZ is pathologically obsessed with Harvard. He tells stories about his uncanny ability to pick Harvard men out in a crowd. Like the time he got on an elevator in Iran next to a man in a yellow button-down shirt and gray suit who was talking about Cambridge. Lopez says he knew immediately that the man was from Harvard. "I think that any Harvard man that doesn't admit he's kind of proud to be a Harvard is kidding himself," he says. Lopez, who proudly proclaims himself the first Mexican-American graduate of the Law School...
Total strangers wandered through the dorm, madly introducing themselves, in search of instant friends. The nauseatingly sweet smell of incense (burned to cover the odor of dope) and the stench of old beer permeated the dorm. Music blared from every corner of the Yard, while huge groups of drunken men huddled and leered at women going from party to party. I got asked the big four questions--name, school, career plans, SAT scores--so often I could recite them in seconds (although I refused, as a matter of principle, to talk scores). After one night of parties...
Then there were the Campfire Girls--two puerile Jewish American Princesses who dominated the floor in spirit by virtue of their loud, inane squels of girlish fun. They raced around in shorty nightgowns, short-sheeted beds, watched TV, hung out their windows and flirtatiously called down to men, and played cute little pranks like getting some guy to burst into my room at 3 a.m. and jump on my bed while they laughed maniacally outside. Welcome to summer camp. One of them, Lori, was a real space shot; she babbled in a soft, coy voice and wandered about in heavy...
...Crimson was becoming my home--a place to argue and laugh with people, talk politics and hone my writing and reporting. And although for months after my disastrous romance I looked through men as if they weren't there, I found that I could begin again at the end of that year...