Word: rest
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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When Walt was five months old, his father was deported to Surinam for violating immigration laws. The child spent the rest of his short life looking for a father surrogate. His search was limited to the area around Harlem's West 116th Street, where-like many children who grow up there-he learned about hustling, dope and sex before he was ten. Often he subsisted on potato chips, baloney and sodas...
Another difference was that the horse in question won with a strong finish. The Raccoon showed himself to be a voracious eater at the outset, but when the going got tough, he had trouble eating the final pancakes and was not still enjoying them as the rest of us were. He crawled across the finish line in a manner hardly befitting a champion...
...what now-what lies in store for the U.S.-and for the rest of the world-in the 1970s? In a second part of the section TIME attempts to answer the vital questions. The story describes the vast changes to come in the nation's social and political climate, indeed in the entire quality of life...
Just when most farmers are settling down for a winter's rest, Virgil Steyer Jr. is usually working hardest. Steyer grows Christmas trees on large tracts near secluded Mount Storm, W. Va. (pop: 160); every December he serves droves of customers attracted from miles around by the high quality of his crop. But this year business is bad. Not that the Yuletide spirit has suddenly evaporated; rather Steyer's livelihood has been threatened by air pollution...
...followed immediately by clarifying overstatement: "Raymond the Wolf passed away in his sleep one night from natural causes; his heart stopped beating when the three men who slipped into his bedroom stuck knives in it." Occasionally he offers a bemused sociological insight: "Southern Italy is the same as the rest of the world. People stroke and polish machines while goats urinate in their houses." The trouble is that after a while the joke, like chewing gum on a bedpost, loses its flavor...