Word: mountain
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...wistful attempt to transform mining camps into mini-Philadelphias. Baby Doe was not one of them. A pocket Venus from Oshkosh and no better than she should be, blonde, blue-eyed Elizabeth McCourt Doe had shed a feckless husband and arrived in Leadville - Colorado's Magic Mountain - almost at the moment in 1880 when the played-out gold fields turned out to be mere icing on the world's richest slice of silver. She became "the Silver Queen" heroine of ballad and bawdy tale, an opera and dozens of books...
When ski racers come to the Middlebury Snow Bowl, they all have to take a playing card from the deck of a queer old lady who rules the mountain. No one is conscious of having taken the card. Sometimes if you look hard you can see aces and deuces fall out of the racers boots when they take them off in the gym where everybody sleeps at the end of the day's skiing. The racers never see the card fall out--they are always in a hurry to get to dinners and the fabulous parties at Sigma Etc. that...
...onto the Carnival teams, and now he was in the second seed. For Friday's race he drew starting spot 14 out of 70 plus competitors. Amidst the downpour, Adler with his rimless spectacles looked like a scholarly water rat, as the took the lift up the mountain to get ready for his start...
Several hours after leaving Cochabamba, the bus, every one of its joints groaning, rounded the side of the mountain, and there, in the valley below, lay my destination. From the bus, Morochata, a town of 500 or so inhabitants, was dwarfed by the huge cliffs that vaulted high into the sky above it. The cluster of tin- and thatch-roofed adobe houses looked fragile at the foot of that implacable slab of rock, whose only distinction from the surrounding stark Andes was its lurid clay-red color, which seemed to brood over some dark mysterious secret life in the village...
...quarter of an hour the bus had made the descent from the mountain, braking every 20 yards or so, and had stopped on the road that ran just outside Morochata. I put my knapsack on my back and was pointed toward the restaurant where I was to meet my contact. There, seated at a table in an interior patio where the sun shone strongly, sat Padre Ray Herman...