Word: neat
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Aldo had captured Al's countenance, it would have been something like this: a thinning silver-covered pate with remnants of the original black peeking out from beneath, all of it swept back along an unusually neat part; a smooth unflappable brow, something a gambler might try to cultivate (you cannot tell when he's riled or when a political card is up his sleeve by reading this brow); unremarkable eyebrows and ears; something of a potato nose; and the eyes of a predator bird...
Waving Confederate flags, emitting Rebel yells, and sipping beer from paper cups, spectators at the big raceway in Darlington, S.C., waited with genial impatience last week for the start of the Southern 500, a classic stock-car event. They barely noticed the tall, lean man whose neat blue and white seersucker suit contrasted sharply with the bib overalls, T shirts and baseball caps in the crowd. Then the stranger in town stepped up onto the platform erected temporarily on the edge of the track, approached the microphone, and desperately tried to create an instant rapport with his audience...
...Georgia, once noted that "any fiction that comes out of the South is going to be considered grotesque by the Northern critic, unless it is grotesque, in which case it is going to be considered realistic." At the time-the '50s-it was a convenient arrangement: regionalism provided neat categories for prides and prejudices. But the postwar boundaries could not hold...
...borrowed $30,000 and recruited family and friends to begin turning out ropes in volume. Today Hinds fills monthly orders averaging 200,000 ropes, all made-for a 23? piecework wage-by physically and mentally handicapped people recommended by seven "opportunity centers" in Madison. Hinds nets a neat $1 per rope, so his profits are running at about $2.4 million a year...
When the explosion ripped through the hot summer air early one morning last week, residents of the quiet village of Traves (pop. 357) in the Vosges Mountains of France at first thought they were Bastille Day firecrackers. But word quickly spread that Le Renfort, the small, neat vacation home of the quiet, graying man known locally as "the German," was afire. Curious villagers gathered to watch the blaze and were still there when firemen pulled a charred body out of the library. Muttered Ernest Rigoulot, the village mayor: "I wanted him to leave. We pressured him, but he didn...