Word: ranged
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...King did not put out the light in his bedroom at Tatoi Palace, 16 miles north of Athens, until 2 in the morning of April 21. He was still awake when the telephone rang at 2:15. It was his longtime friend and adviser, Major Michael Arnaoutis, 39. Some men, reported the major, were trying to smash into his house. "Can you call the police?" asked the King. The major replied that he had done so, but that the police had been unable to stop the raiders. Then the connection was broken...
...fashionable to call Norman Mailer the bad boy of American literature and leave it at that. The underground stories about him circulate, and the incidents he provokes have become legend. Who has not heard about his poetry reading at the 92nd St. YMHA in New York, when officials rang down the curtain during a performance for the first time in twenty years? Or his nomination of Hemingway for President? Or his own candidacy for Mayor of New York? Or his belief that plastic causes cancer? Mailer, the cynics say, is "paceless, tasteless, and graceless...
Vietnam Summer did not start in a jammed, smoke-filled Christ Church Parish House when the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. called for everyone to organize his neighbors against the war in Vietnam. Nor did it start later that Sunday afternoon at 43 Martin Street when King rang Frederick Wiseman's doorbell. Vietnam Summer began seven weeks ago with a telephone call to Gar Alperovitz, fellow of the Kennedy School's Institute of Politics...
...killer took 20 to 40 minutes between slayings, as he led his victims from the back upstairs bedroom to the street-front rooms where the slaughter took place. At one point, a neighbor-blonde Tammy Sioukoff, 20, another student nurse who lived near by-rang the doorbell, hoping to borrow a couple of slices of bread to make a sandwich for her boy friend; the killer kept the girls quiet by advising them: "Don't be afraid! I'm not going to kill you." Miss Sioukoff went away...
...past two years, he has turned his surrealistic view of life into a light industry. After making his mark on the club circuit, he wrote and appeared in What's New, Pussycat?, which rang up one of the biggest box-office grosses ever (over $8.3 million) for a comedy movie. Then, in the Japanese-made film What's Up, Tiger Lily?, he collected $75,000 for supplying the dubbed-in dialogue that is totally alien to anything that is happening onscreen. In November, following a performance in the forthcoming Casino Royale, in which he ad-libbed...