Word: priding
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...perfect summer drink," says a Manhattan convert. The concoction -- one part fresh peach juice, two parts champagne -- is Cipriani pride: Giuseppe, Harry's father and founder of the Venetian bar, invented it. But now it is putting down U.S. roots. BELLINI AND BRUNCH signs sprout each weekend at see-and-be-seen spots around the land. And a home mix, stirred up by Champagne Editions, is on the market nationwide. Peachy...
...studies. He didn't goof off," says his mother, Carolyn Fugett, who divorced his father and married Jean Fugett, an elementary school teacher, when Lewis was nine years old. Though he does not readily talk about it, Lewis must have been exposed to a strong sense of black pride early on. As a ten-year-old paper boy, Lewis delivered the Afro-American in surrounding neighborhoods. Later he attended Virginia State College, a black school...
When Zuttermeister was young, the ancient, traditional hula -- hula kahiko -- had nearly died out. Islanders with Hawaiian blood took little pride in their ancestry, and cellophane-skirt-and-ukulele imitation hulas were staged mostly for tourists. But her husband Carl, a German immigrant, was proud of Kau'i's Hawaiian blood and persuaded her to learn what her uncle had to teach...
...others of that generation also learned from their elders, and by the early 1970s mainland ethnic-pride movements had strong echoes in the islands. Now there is little danger that the old hula forms will die. Zuttermeister has passed on the chants and dance movements, exactly as she learned them, to her daughter Noenoelani Zuttermeister Lewis, 43, and her granddaughter Hauolionalani Lewis, 20. Public schools today teach hula as part of the cultural history of the islands. Teams taught by hula masters compete in hula dance-offs that are approximately as well attended as high school basketball tournaments in Indiana...
During the trial, Irene endured Hagan's remorseless composure and watched in disgust as he reveled in the pride of gang life. Sometimes, when she sits alone in her daughter's room, she cannot help wondering where a young boy learns to pull the trigger without blinking, why manhood in the ghetto is such a dangerous thing. "I knew these gang members when they were just babies," she says sadly. "Now look at them. They've turned into killers...