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Downstairs was no better. The slaphappy laughter and pink fuzzy slippers couldn't hide the real sorrow of the tiny group of girls huddled around their milk and cookies. Saturday night at Harvard is really very little different from any other night. It does not carry the onus of "date night." But at Radcliffe on Saturday night the dorm is depopulated and only a few remain. It may not be, in fact, terribly sad, but it sure seems that...
...lucky kids will get to climb a bright yellow sheet of semielastic (plastic) Swiss cheese instead of a cold steel jungle gym when one Project '70 prototype is enlarged. And hip tykes shoud groove on a set of rope swings whose poma-lift type seats look like giant hot pink and dark purple onions. Should they fall, they won't have to hit hard macadam-Project '70 shows four-foot wide flooring dises of foam covered with black vinyl...
Decor was not neglected at the Sheraton-Chicago hotel, however. Each day's session had a color theme−pink for Tuesday, for example, with pink cloth tote bags emblazoned with red cardinals presented as favors. At one luncheon, the delegates sighed over a new strain of gladiolus christened the "Osa Mae Gladiolus," in honor of National Council President Mrs. Osa Mae Barton...
Encircled Capital. The old question came up for debate again last week: Why had the U.S. launched the Cambodian foray in the first place? The "pink Prince," as Sihanouk now calls himself, announced from his Peking exile that Nixon had acted only because a "liberation army" was "on the point of taking the capital by assault." Nixon did say in his April 30 speech that the Communists "are encircling" Phnom-Penh, but White House advisers cite other factors in his decision. The most important was that the Communists seemed to be moving to link up their border sanctuaries to create...
...night, as the ship hissed down the Mekong at twelve knots, there was lightning to the east, and friendly soldiers on shore occasionally shot flares into the darkness over the boat. By five the next morning, a pink sunrise was poking over the treetops at Hong Ngu, a small river town in South Viet Nam. It was a big occasion, but the refugees took note of it only by doing what Asians do every day at sunrise. Husbands packed up the night's bedding. A woman washed clothes with a UPI naked, screaming baby clutching at her blouse...