Word: reade
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Concerning the implications that President Nixon is enjoying too relaxed a presidency, I recall having read of draft revisions, troop withdrawals, ABM systems, welfare revision plans, de-inflation measures. . . Not all of this, I'm sure, took place in a golf cart or on the 50-yard line...
...fascinating to read all about how those brilliant designers in Detroit design doors that go "thunk." Detroit has engineered other important sounds into my late-model car. There is an impressive "budda-deh-buddedeh" in my rear axle. There is a scintillating "chatcheteh-chatch-eteh" coming from a rear shock absorber, a soothing "toketah, toketah" from my radio antennae and a "tssshhhzbbbd" from my radio. And I may well have the only door that closes with a "puh-lox-ette-kuh." I have been assured by the service manager that, "dats duh way der bill...
...York, Senator McCarthy was due at a rally behind the public library; in an extraordinary gesture, Mayor John Lindsay, running desperately for reelection, ordered all city flags flown at half-staff beginning at noon. At Wall Street's Trinity Church, the names of war dead were to be read by a large cast of unusual protesters, including Publisher Bill Moyers, once L.B.J.'s press secretary; Lawyer Roswell Gilpatric, Deputy Secretary of Defense under Robert McNamara; and Banker J. Sinclair Armstrong, an Assistant Secretary of the Navy in the Eisenhower Administration. Children in the New York City public schools were allowed...
...shimmering velvet gown and train with lace trim, the bridegroom in a puffed-sleeve shirt and bell-bottom trousers. While the dogs barked a processional, Folk Singer Judy Collins sang Leonard Cohen's Suzanne ("She's touched your perfect body with her mind"). Arlo's mother read a poem that Woody, who died in 1967, had written years ago for his son's wedding: "May your gladness ripen as a yellow sweet fruit and the radiance of your thinking invigorate the world." After the ceremony and a kiss, Arlo led the entire wedding party...
Forty years old, four times married, author of two slim volumes of poetry, creative writing teacher at a provincial college-Willie O'Toole has endured a lot. But until you read through Lebowitz's description of it all, you can't possibly appreciate how much. Lebowitz has Willie lead us through his odyssey of hapless existence, a trip that takes us through the nitty-gritty of all four marriages (in the past), at least three affairs (in the present), and a large part of the American terrain (past and present). It could be pretty grim going, but thanks to Willie...