Word: motel
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...presidential campaign: Bob Dole's Iowa campaign director often sleeps in Omaha or Moline, Ill. Or this more cynical aspect: young, fresh-faced volunteers for candidates in Iowa or New Hampshire sometimes receive their living expenses off the books, being handed $20 bills in out-of-the-way motel rooms...
...Memphis motel balcony, blacks standing over a fallen black man, their faces abruptly up and their fingers stabbing the air, indicting the air, along the line the shot had taken, as if the trajectory of their fingers' aim could bore back through the air to the assassin...
Sudden, colossal vacancies: Lyndon Johnson capitulated and removed himself from the melodrama. The nation had barely absorbed that event when, five days later, Martin Luther King Jr. leaned over the second-floor balcony of the Lorraine Motel in a black neighborhood of Memphis and was hit in the neck by a rifle bullet. He was pronounced dead an hour later...
...Europe a hotel concierge is usually a man in his 50s who has climbed the hotel ranks to win the powerful, lucrative job; but in the U.S. about half the concierges are women. James Marquart, president of the New York State Hotel and Motel Association, finds women more sociable than men, with a better grasp of fine points like the ambience of a restaurant. He also points out that women are more resourceful shoppers. "They have a feel for where things are," says Marquart. "If someone asked me where Tiffany is, I would have to look it up. A woman...
...dawn in the Midwest, and Jane Craig, network-news producer on location, is already hard at work. She jogs outside her motel past a phalanx of newspaper machines and buys a copy of every available paper. She phones her colleagues awake in other motel rooms -- thank heaven, two of them are married, saves a call. She indulges a pal's dead-on impression of Arnold Schwarzenegger. Then she unplugs the phone, sits on her bed and has a good cry: heaving shoulders, racking sobs, a face contorted into a bruised fist, a doll in tears because no one will...