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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Crimson will face Princeton and Rutgers-Newark this weekend at the Malkin Athletic Center...

Author: By William P. Bohlen, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: M.V-Ball Takes Invite | 2/22/1999 | See Source »

That match will be a warm-up for upcoming matches against Princeton and Rutgers-Newark...

Author: By William P. Bohlen, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: M.V-Ball Takes Invite | 2/22/1999 | See Source »

...power there that is missing from Roth's latest big book, I Married a Communist. For a book with a scarlet cover, I Married a Communist ends up feeling more like an emergency room than a bloody battlefield. It has, like its predecessors, an angry Jew from Newark, but his passion never really climaxes, and his understanding of the world never really evokes sympathy. This man, irate Ira Ringold, is a 1950s radio star who has never given up the Communist passions he picked up as an uneducated GI and whose marriage to a Hollywood actress, a closet...

Author: By Benjamin E. Lytal, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Roth's Best Title; Not a Bad Book Either | 11/6/1998 | See Source »

...most memorable conversation occured at an event to remember the troubled past of the city. On a sticky night in late July, I took a bus to the corner in the Central Ward where the Newark riots began 31 years before. The Rev. William Hayes housing projects once stood on this site, but now half these dead buildings have been dynamited into rubble and the rest wait to collapse. When I arrived at the 17th Avenue bus stop, a large crowd milled around preparing to march in memory of the uprising victims. Soon a youthful marching band, followed by dancers...

Author: By Jason R. Stevenson, | Title: Conversations in Newark | 10/29/1998 | See Source »

...pushed up Irvine Turner Boulevard, past the vibrant bars and vacant lots, the charged night air began to sound with sharp rifle-like cracks and shrieking sirens. But these weren't the sounds of National Guard guns and police sirens that accompanied Newark's demise for five, hot, summer days in 1967, rather the staccato drum beats of the band were loud enough to set off blaring car alarms in the vehicles we marched beside. Heads poked out of upstairs windows and front doors opened in the public housing townhouses as people paused to watch the commotion pass...

Author: By Jason R. Stevenson, | Title: Conversations in Newark | 10/29/1998 | See Source »

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