Word: nose
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...just left the room and told everyone to leave. Then he told me to get back in bed and that we were going to make love. I said no. But he had the .38 and a knife and hit me. I got in and we did it. My nose was still bleeding...
...period of remorse and apologies that rekindle hope that the batterer will change and remain loving. Karla Digirolomo, 26, executive director of the New York State Governor's Commission on Domestic Violence, describes her experience in her first marriage as typical. When she was pregnant her husband broke her nose. She told everyone she had fallen down. The obstetrician never questioned the bruises on her body. "I felt worthless, totally to blame, responsible for my husband's actions. I kept thinking, 'If I had done something different, things would improve.' You gradually change. You think, 'If I can stop doing...
...feature for the new Disney cable channel, Scheider plays Billy Young, a fading 39-year-old baseball legend who is spurred on to win a pennant by the faith of an eleven-year-old fan, played by Justin Henry, 12 (Kramer vs. Kramer). Scheider, who broke his nose during an early "career" as a boxer, says that he has always wanted to portray a baseball player but never before had the chance. "As a kid, I played sand-lot softball," he recalls. "Now here I am acting out a fantasy I've had since I was dreaming of ways...
...mysteriously, a newborn will smile beatifically when a piece of cotton impregnated with banana essence is waved under its nose, and it will protest at the smell of rotten eggs. Other infant prejudices: vanilla (good), shrimp...
...that, doubtless, is how Sir John-he was knighted in 1953-is perceived by most people around the world: bright blue eyes looking condescendingly down a luxuriant nose at the unruly, almost always inelegant world around him. "I have a natural kind of hauteur and arrogance," he admits, "but actually I'm very shy and humble." On this warm summer day, sitting over lunch at the Ivy, an old theatrical restaurant in London's West End, he is none of those things, however. He is instead the Gielgud his friends say they see, the irrepressible Mr. Chat, full...