Word: mutually
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...them if they could make a statement about his health (he never did). While he was in Honolulu, there came another blow-which, in the unlikely event Eagleton survives, could well turn out to be what saved his candidacy. Washington Columnist Jack Anderson asserted on his daily Mutual broadcast that he had "located photostats of half a dozen arrests" of Eagleton "for drunk and reckless driving." "A damnable lie," Eagleton retorted furiously, and Anderson did indeed turn out to be wrong. After the Anderson disclosures boomeranged, Eagleton grew visibly more self-confident: he was going to fight on whether McGovern...
Freudian analysis downgraded the importance of willpower in dealing with such difficulties; Abraham Low may have put too much emphasis on it. But the members of Recovery, Inc. are proof that some will power, at least, plus mutual aid, enables them to cope. "There is nothing wrong with our character," Lucille Asmussen, a recovered psychoneurotic, told her group recently. "We have been inflicted with an ailment, and we have to endorse ourselves as often as we can. After all, no one is going to send us a get-well card...
...Five of the companies are Control Data Corp., Eastman Kodak Co., Northwestern Mutual Life Insurance Co., Norton Simon Inc. and Time Inc.; each has an 18% interest. The sixth, Bradford Computer & Systems Inc., has 5%. The remaining 5% of capital was donated by the six corporations...
...self-admitted "low man on the totem pole" at New England Productions. "I try to stay out of the way;" Harvard '72, as are many of the others. (Doug's Eliot House friends are the core of the group. I work for Don because Doug and I have a mutual friend.) He knows all of us, yet he's one of the few people who can talk to Don privately. He handles the smallest problems, of people placement, and logistics. He has a distinguishing pad of yellow legal paper...
...home at four o'clock Wednesday morning. The exhilaration had just started to wear off. A letter from our mutual friend, Anne, was waiting on my bed, and the Rolling Stones were singing "Happy" on the radio