Word: rammed
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Police storm the building, breaking down the first floor door with a three-foot battering ram. Using billy clubs, officers clear the hall. Robert Tonis, chief of University Police, circulates throughout the hall, apologizing to students and saying that the administration is "way over our heads now." Two hundred and seventy-five students are arrested, and 75 are injured during the bust...
...last decade when fidelity counted for more than fulfillment, Jack Henna, an Italian immigrant insurance salesman, makes a routine visit to the Waspy widow of a policyholder. He falls passionately, inexplicably in love. Some days later, Henna leaves his family for a night and moves in, uninvited, to the ram shackle farm of the widow and her resentful son. His every at tempt, from seduction to cooking, fails to move his beloved to commitment. The next morning, resigned to the impossibility of escaping a wife whom he no longer desires and two sons who do not fulfill his dreams...
...When he was younger he liked animals, and he still does. At home now we have a llama, two fawns, though they're big ones now, and we have a ram and a boa constrictor. Michael has three parrots, two pairs of swans, one's a black pair, one's white. Sometimes those swans get to fighting out there, plopping around in the water out there, and it wakes you up. He has some peacocks. I like animals, but I can be tired of them after a while...
...other side of the pond are a white gazebo and two large bird cages, nestled in trees by the water. In one cage is a pair of peacocks, the female mud-colored, the male electric blue even in the dark. Jackson walks over to a stable, where a ram named Mr. Tibbs and a llama named Louie stick their heads out to nuzzle. We go to the garage and climb the stairs to the second story. It is a picture gallery. The walls and ceilings are papered with hundreds and hundreds of pictures of the Jackson family. It is like...
...KIND of day travelers dread and ticket agents loathe Ram and fog closed airports and delayed traffic across the Northeast for most of the afternoon, but as evening came the ceiling started to lift. At Kennedy Airport's international wing the few ticket agents still at their terminals were looking forward to going home after the long day of fending off customers who had connections or lost their luggage. A half hour before the nine O'clock flight was to leave for London an agitated elderly woman hurried up to the counter. "I'm sorry, this station's, station...