Word: ripley
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Wait a minute now, before you go running off to telephone this into Ripley's Believe-It-Or-Not. You should be warned that the opponent was MIT, in one of those marathon three-and-a-half-hour Greater Boston League tilts. And to perhaps soften the blow a bit more, only one of the 12 hits was good for more than one base, Ed Durso's leadoff double in the first, and quite a few of the singles were of the scratch variety...
Smithsonian has never had Government support; it was launched on a $50,000 contribution from an anonymous donor. With this modest nest egg, and the Institution's credit as backing, Smithsonian Secretary S. Dillon Ripley hired Edward K. Thompson, managing editor of LIFE from 1949 to 1961, to head the new venture...
Wooden's own pyramid of success is rooted back home in Indiana. Son of a Dutch-Irish tenant farmer, he was raised in Martinsville, a town whose chief distinction, as noted in Ripley's Believe It or Not, was that its 5,200 inhabitants built a basketball fieldhouse that seated 5,520. He began with a rag ball and the proverbial peach basket nailed to the hayloft. He was an honor student and a three-time All-America at Purdue, where he financed his way by waiting on tables and taping the ankles of football players...
Stewart cringed just thinking about it, as he pulled away from the toll barriers at Ripley, New York. This time, it would all be different. Champagne knew that the Harvard guy was out of the Navy. He had sent him a copy of his separation papers. He just hoped that the Harvard guy's bank account was in good shape. The names Jauron, Doyle, Hennings, Green and Perschel were each worth about $20, Champagne figured...
...startling turnabout that should drag Ripley from his grave and send Jean Dixon into retirement, the Harvard baseball team collapsed this weekend, losing to Columbia, 7-6, on Friday, then dropping a doubleheader to the Princeton Tigers, 9-6 and 11-2, on Saturday...