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Word: patios (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...probably better than any of the others, having rowed with her all spring in Cambridge at the Eastern Development Camp, a private rowing club. They paused in the Eliot House-courtyard, where a few people are almost always sitting and talking on the steps or the grass or the patio. But Maggie was quiet, and she soon left to take a shower before breakfast...

Author: By Natalie Wexler, | Title: We Happy Band of Sisters | 8/1/1975 | See Source »

...better today? I was trying not to lean forward so much. Could you see that?" Nancy was sitting dangling her legs from the stone railing of the patio, her open, friendly face looking a little worried. "Yeah, I think I could." Daig was being encouraging, but not enthusiastic...

Author: By Natalie Wexler, | Title: We Happy Band of Sisters | 8/1/1975 | See Source »

...they understand they're destroying an international landmark? It's like putting arms back on the Venus de Milo," he grumbled, "like fixing up the Colosseum in Rome and staging live gladiator events, or like filling in the Grand Canyon and putting up a patio and serving dinosaur burgers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People, Jun. 2, 1975 | 6/2/1975 | See Source »

...rich Cabinda, Angola's enclave north of the Congo River, is controlled by Cabinda Gulf Oil Company, which is rumored to be financing a separatist guerilla movement there. American Oil Company has just opened a field south of Luanda with cooperation from Shell. On the rooftop patio of a downtown Luanda hotel, I met an American tractor demonstrator and salesman from the Ford Motor Company whose job was to town-hop in the interior and set up Ford's market. He was very proud of Luanda's Ford dealership, Robert Hudson Ford, and their $20 million parts warehouse. His impression...

Author: By Tom Blanton, | Title: The Sun Never Sets on Empire | 5/28/1975 | See Source »

...their throats," says Patrolman Mike Robitzer, the first cop to live in. He emerged from his threeday, two-night stint without a scratch. Joining an eleven-member family with a father on welfare, he experienced a degree of culture shock. He shared a drafty enclosed patio with a teen-age son. For his first breakfast he was offered "eggs and orange juice." He happily accepted until he noticed that the raw eggs were in the juice. With this came a bowl of brown soup. What, Robitzer gently inquired, was that? Menudo, was the reply, or tripe soup. Robitzer settled...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: COMMUNITY RELATIONS: Living In | 4/21/1975 | See Source »

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