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Some people have tried to console me. "Oh, southern accents are cute," they say, or "they're distinguished." My accent is neither cute nor distinguished. It is more likely to be heard at a tractor pull than echoing through the oaken halls of Tara. It hinders me in almost every new venture...
With cunning and a left jab, the saw and hammer of a boxer, Larry Holmes held David Bey off last week when the latest heavyweight stranger looked strong enough to rip right through Holmes' oaken arms. For four rounds, the only undefeated-and-recognizable champion in the world seemed in awful danger. But when Bey began to fall back in the fifth and sixth, Holmes introduced his right hand, a savage tool, and started to make forceful points, how "this is a very, very hard game," and what "a hell of a job" they had. Later, Bey was able...
...days; complete toxicity tests might take a month. The dark carcass of the son of Seattle Slew was sent to Claiborne Farm in Paris, Ky., for more than the traditional burying of the head, heart and hoofs. As Claiborne's only Derby winner, he rated burial in an oaken casket with a silver lid lined in the farm's yellow racing color...
...work that uses visual, verbal and musical images the way Wagner used leitmotivs: to unify and clarify complex relationships among ideas and to weave of his various strands a single tapestry. The tree of the first "knee play" is transformed into the astronauts' ladder and finally into the oaken Lincoln of the last act. The detritus of war - the toppling bodies of mortally stricken soldiers, the bombed-out city of Cologne - is swept away by the final "knee play" as a new tree grows from the pages of a book. Wilson's dream world is informed...
...survive the loss of his case. Whether he can survive the loss of his farm, which has been attached by the IRS, is another matter. A glance around his spartan home, enlivened with a touch of color from the hand-painted clay dishes displayed on a huge oaken chest, is enough to bring a catch into his voice. A look out over his 25 wooded acres, glistening with the remnants of spring rains, is enough to cause a shadow to slip across his face. His emotions are understandable. To men like Lee, their land is their life. To lose...