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...only person in America who feels shame and revulsion, not pride and elation, over the U.S. capture of the Achille Lauro hijackers? I thought capers like this were called piracy at best, kidnaping at worst. Quinith Janssen Shepherdstown...
...only game in town," explained Scotty Alcorn, a geological engineer for a Midland oil company. "You take pride in your football team. We call this district the Little Southwest Conference. It stretches from Odessa to Abilene, 165 miles. Why, back East in some places you'd be out of the state...
...based on the length of time they have been employed. For some this severance pay permits a more comfortable retirement. In the case of Revlon Chairman Michel Bergerac, 53, losing a job was probably the best financial deal he ever made. Last week Bergerac resigned as chairman after Pantry Pride won a three-month fight to control the company. He and eight Revlon board members had agreed to step down to allow for a trouble-free transition to the new owners. Under an agreement worked out with Revlon's board of directors two years ago, Bergerac will get a parting...
Privately, however, Louis was a womanizer and profligate who disastrously mismanaged his finances. A combination of pride and debt drove him to overstay his time in the ring. He lost his crown, became a referee and, briefly, an overweight professional wrestler. The battle between the Good Colored Boy and the resentful black man finally claimed its victim in the late '60s: he became a drug user and a blurting paranoid, convinced that murderers were stalking him. His last job before his death, in 1981, was as a "greeter" in a Las Vegas casino, where he signed autographs and played golf...
...months ago, Knox was a nomadic cowpuncher. His rambling philosophy: "There are only two good ranches--the one you've left and the one you're goin' to." Though he's settled with his wife Joni in a corner of Arizona, his cowboy blood still runs thick. With great pride, he pulls his battered steel spurs from the tack-room wall and brushes away the dirt. As he points out the silver-inlaid design and the gold initials R.L.K., he smiles at all the times he's worn them with a swagger. He hangs them on the wall with...