Word: monumented
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...march from the Washington Monument to the Lincoln Memorial, a distance of about eight-tenths of a mile, had been scheduled to start at 11:30 a.m. But at least 20 minutes before then, a group of Negroes started strolling away from the Monument grounds on the way to the Memorial. Hundreds, then thousands and tens of thousands, followed. Constitution and Independence Avenues were transformed into oceans of bobbing placards. Some marchers wept as they walked; the faces of many more gleamed with happiness. There were no brass bands. There was little shouting or singing. Instead, for over an hour...
...return the temple to mint condition. As he put it, "Acts of vandalism and the decline of the original architectural system all form part of the history of the building. We are obliged to accept that the perfect lines and surfaces have been lost forever and that the monument has a new character-that of a ruin...
...French soil, the school where I was taking a course offered an orientation movie for its newest arrivals. The film was sweet; three interwoven plots presented the theme "Discovering Paris" by tracking three sets of starry-eyed tourists from their arrival at the Gare du Nord through their respective monument studded days. The most romantic segment followed a beautiful blonde model from Copenhagen en route to a day's shooting. Arriving early in the morning, the model wandered happily up the Champs Elysees, down the busy thoroughfares...paused at outdoor boutiques to finger exotic clothes...turned her impressive dreamy profile...
...knew immediately who was doing the laughing. The occasional sardonic chuckles in the dark were female, not male, and they came from the women who, like me, had already been in Paris for at least a day--enough time to try stopping on the street to state at a monument. They knew what Miss Copenhagen's day would really have been like. It would be a day requiring endless ingenuity, especially in dodging. Being tall, slim, and blonde, she would probably get the full treatment starting about 10 a.m. First the friendly calls from the men she passed: "Bonjour, madame...
Once again workers were marching through the streets of Gdansk, shouting out the name of Solidarity and flourishing their familiar V signs, and once again Lech Walesa was walking at their head. As the passionate faithful, 3,000 strong, neared the town's 151-foot monument to workers slain in 1970, they were stopped by a cordon of security police. Walesa and his bodyguard were permitted to pass. Advancing to the monument, the stocky electrician knelt before its three towering steel crosses and gently laid at its base a bouquet of red and pink gladioli. Then, flanked by security...