Word: relax
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Once the balloting began around 2:30 p.m., there was nothing left for the operatives to do, and they began to relax for the first time in days. "I have slept maybe 10 hours in the past four days." Joyce complained. But no one admitted to being upset with the end result of the whole effort. They had, as Sloan noted, established a base which they are confident will continue to grow in strength. "Not only has Glenn got the right stuff [a reference to a recent book about Glenn's 1964 orbit of the earth] but apparently...
...errant father, is as resourcefully genial as a Damon Runyon Santa Claus; Donald Sutherland keeps his dimples flexed playing a policeman who demonstrates his love of literature by misquoting the opening line of Joyce's Ulysses; even veteran Simonizers Marsha Mason and Director Herbert Ross find ways to relax into the material. What the movie lacks is a compelling reason for having been made. Such are the dangers of charm. Winsome, lose some...
...doctors see a bright side to the standards. "Fighting Mother Nature is getting to be a serious problem," says Dr. George Blackburn, a renowned nutrition expert at Harvard. "I have a hospital full of anorectics." He advises people who are only a few pounds away from their goals to "relax, adjust to the new range and start having fun. There's no reason to be a size 6 or 8 when a size 10, or even 12 if you're big boned, is healthy." This advice does not go, however, for the large number of Americans...
When the 4:35 p.m. train to Lowell pulled out of North Station late last month, commuters sank back in their seats to read the paper or to relax from a day's work. Few passengers realized they were aboard the "Tax Train." But within 20 minutes, all aboard had been treated to a 20-minute summary of Massachusetts tax laws, courtesy of Internal Revenue Service and State Revenue officers...
...thus was privy, as she grew up, to glimpses of an artist that outsiders seldom saw. He was Uncle Al to her, an old gent who liked chocolate ice cream cones and miniature golf, and who used summers at the Stieglitz family compound in Lake George, N.Y., to relax and flirt innocently with young female relatives. She knew him as a character before she bumped into his legend: "It was not until 1932 or 1933, when I was ten or eleven years old, that I began to sense the deep respect in which he was held even by the artist...