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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Harvard may be number one in the academic polls, but when it comes to university presidents' salaries, President Neil L. Rudenstine is just in the middle of the pack...

Author: By Jonathan N. Axelrod and Victoria E.M. Cain, S | Title: Rudenstine's Salary Is Average For Presidents | 9/29/1995 | See Source »

...customers who pack the Cyber Cafe in Manhattan's SoHo neighborhood are there for more than just the coffee and goat-cheese sandwiches that seem to be available every other block in New York City. Instead, they are lured by the 40-megabyte computers that adorn every table, offering access to the Internet as well as to a community of fellow cybernauts. The Cyber Cafe is just one of three wired eateries to open in downtown Manhattan during the past few months--and one of at least 100 such establishments that have booted up around the country and overseas. Computer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: COMPUTER CAFES: YOU LOG ON HERE OFTEN? | 9/25/1995 | See Source »

...know what we need to work on," Lonergan said. "We need to pack our runners and close the gaps...

Author: By Michael E. Ginsberg, | Title: Cross Country Places High at Fordham | 9/18/1995 | See Source »

...made clear that in his view, the most serious charge was that Packwood attempted to obstruct the investigation by "deliberately altering and destroying relevant portions of his diaries." He told reporters that the obstruction charge would be referred to the Justice Department and that, if found guilty of obstruction, Pack wood could face a prison sentence of up to 16 months. Justice officials confirmed that they plan to launch an investigation but warned that the case was hardly open and shut, since they would have to prove that Packwood altered the diaries with criminal intent...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BETRAYED BY HIS KISSES | 9/18/1995 | See Source »

...night fell, we camped on high ground where we would be less vulnerable to attack than down in the valley. The usual tumult of rattling pots, squealing animals, shouting men and billowing fires began. I threw down my pack, my carbine, my helmet damp with cold sweat, and slumped to the ground. I felt drained. The lark was over. The exhilaration of a cocky 25-year-old American had evaporated in a single burst of gunfire. Somebody got killed today. Somebody was liable to get killed tomorrow, and the day after. This was not war movies on a Saturday afternoon...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MY AMERICAN JOURNEY: Colin Powell | 9/18/1995 | See Source »

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