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...grassy rise overlooking an Indian ranch on South Dakota's Pine Ridge reservation last week, a cluster of Oglala Sioux mourners gathered to bury Joseph Bedell Stuntz, 23, an Indian killed two weeks ago in a Shootout with two FBI agents, who also lost their lives. The day before, FBI Director Clarence Kelley attended services in Southern California, where the two agents were buried with honors...
Violence flared anew last week on the Pine Ridge reservation of the Oglala Sioux in South Dakota. It was there in 1973 that militant Indians occupied the town of Wounded Knee for two months and two Indians were killed. This time the victims were two FBI agents, slaughtered by a band of Indian militants, and one of their attackers...
...Alves was dispatched to the East to find a location for the fictional village of Amity. The Hamptons were considered and rejected as "too opulent" before Alves, en route to Nantucket, took a ferry to Martha's Vineyard instead. The island had handsome houses and stark, scrub-pine shore vistas. It boasted a handy harbor with the sort of 180° view of the horizon, all uninterrupted, that Spielberg was looking for. Alves thought the Vineyard was perfect for Jaws. The residents, however, were not so sure...
...Englishman, he seems to owe more kindness and wisdom to his nanny than to his parents. The book shows greater nostalgia for the land around Crotch-ford, the family place near Ashdown Forest, than for the world's most famous stuffed animals. But yes, dear reader, the Six Pine Trees, the Hundred Acre Wood, Galleon's Lap (where Pooh and C.R. said their last goodbye), Christopher Robin's tree house and the Pooh-sticks Bridge were real. The book offers photographs juxtaposed against E.H. Shepherd's matchless drawings to prove it. The animals were real...
...smell of pine cut into my sleep in the late afternoon and I could hear the truck whining against a steep incline. I pushed open the back gate and the Sierra Nevada, red in the setting sun, passed by like a slow-moving train. The forest was hypnotic, nothing moved out there in the dark green silence. Darkness came in from the east, and falling back to sleep, I wondered what it was like in the Far East to have the morning sun come up over the Pacific, to have the mountains cast their shadow over the west...