Word: ran
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Reeve was heading toward it at full tilt, about 500 yds. per min. But then "Buck just put on the brakes," says Reeve. "Later the fence judge told me that there was nothing whatever to indicate that the horse was worried about the jump. Someone suggested that a rabbit ran out and spooked Buck. I thought it could have been the shadows." It was what riders call a "dirty stop"; it occurred without warning. When he went over, he took the bridle off Buck's face. "I mean, the bridle, the bit, the reins, everything. I went over his ears...
...point when the sedation wore off he extubated himself by pushing the breathing straw out with his tongue. He tried to say something to Dana. Alarms went off. Nurses ran in to wrestle his head back down...
...where to sit and what to say. It is a place where two doorkeepers stand like griffins by nearly every door, where the interns in the cloakroom will unwrap his Snickers bar for him, where everyone is so civil and cordial they just pitch in unbidden. When Dole ran for majority leader in 1985, his friends watched in horror as he frittered away week after week making speeches instead of locking up votes. John Danforth of Missouri, Bob Packwood of Oregon and John Warner of Virginia finally had to pull Dole aside and read him the riot act. "You need...
...rest is bloody and familiar history. Goldwater won the nomination (after a nominating speech by political newcomer Ronald Reagan) and ran, forthrightly, as Goldwater. He proposed to make Social Security voluntary and eliminate farm subsidies, positions his party would not dare to suggest again seriously for almost three decades. He supported giving nato field commanders the authority to launch nuclear weapons. On Election Day, Goldwater was crushed, getting just 39% of the vote. The G.O.P. lost two seats in the Senate, 37 in the House. It was a sign of Bob Dole's popularity in his district that he managed...
...meld into emotions that attempt to live forever. It was not only that Willie turned his back and took off. It was the green continent of grass on which he ran and the waiting to see if he would catch up with the ball and the reek of your sweat and of everyone who sat like Seurat dots in the stadium, in the carved-out bowl of a planet that shines pale in daylight, bright purple and emerald at night...