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...little older and already established. Says Rita Bloom Smith, president of a wedding consultancy firm in Kensington, Md.: "No woman today past 25 is going to let < someone else run that show." Vincent Landano, 28, who married Maria Castellano, 24, in Brooklyn on May 31, dug into his own pocket to pay for the proceedings--including a vase of swimming goldfish to decorate each of the 24 tables at the reception and a couple of bazooka-like armaments that shot periodic showers of confetti and red feathers onto the dance floor. Vincent, a Wall Street broker, explains, "We wanted...
...weights in his sneakers. As a Princeton star, he awed classmates by pumping in 30 points a game and then hitting the library until midnight. As a Senator, he slightly unnerves some of his colleagues by relentlessly writing & in a small notebook that he keeps in his inside jacket pocket. "He watches you," says Senator David Pryor of Arkansas. "It's constant...
...contribution to the predictable clutter of statue memorabilia that would accompany the centennial festivities. Correspondents in the U.S. and abroad joined the staff in New York in suggesting, winnowing and eventually reporting the stories. Says ! Senior Editor Christopher Porterfield, the smiling fellow pictured with a flag in his breast pocket, who was in charge of the issue: "We wanted a celebration, but a clear-eyed one, keeping our problems in view and retaining a sense of humor about our foibles." He adds, "This very undertaking is characteristically American. It is the journalistic equivalent of an old- fashioned holiday parade...
...every dumb thing I said. Whatever I said, plink, he just kept tossing them. Pretty soon he was throwing nickels and quarters and dollars, and I just kept talking. When the interview was over, I reached down and gathered up all the money and put it in my pocket. He asked if he could have his money back, and I said...
...till for his salary. Just before one of the last remaining U.S. journalists, Associated Press Correspondent Ed Blanche, finally left the war-torn city last month, he stopped off at the bar. A well-known gunman, slightly wobbly from drink, approached Blanche, tucked an object into his pocket, then burst out laughing. "I failed to see the funny side of it," Blanche reported afterward. "The present was a fragmentation grenade." The gunman, a veteran killer who seemed to be losing his nerve after years of firefights in the shattered city, took back the grenade and proceeded to place it between...