Word: roof
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Ontario, health insurance is socialized (not the same thing as socialized medicine). The universities are semiprivate at most. Orwell and D'Souza, take note: we have a Ministry of Multiculturalism. Taxes are through the roof. Recycling, America's new fad, has been commonplace in Canada for years...
Lunchtime in Beverly Hills. A bold, bright, high-ceilinged room with sun streaming through the skylights and a mighty bamboo tree thrusting toward the roof. The regulars, mostly show-biz honchos, pour into Chaya Brasserie to talk their way through low-cal power meals. The plates, sprouting salad greens, look conventional at first, but in fact, the fare is novel: a combination of the vaunted California cuisine (roughage) and subtler accents from Asia -- tuna and salmon tartare, lemongrass, ginger. Called Cal-Asian cuisine or Pacific Rim cookery, it is the latest gourmet buzz...
...like Derouen, 57, who have given more than just their time. Derouen, who just helped complete 11 houses and is ready to begin work on an additional 15, encourages the women, supplies materials at a discount and once even presented Southern Mutual with a laughable $12.50 bill for roof repairs and materials...
...numbing. "It's like a yo-yo, all day, back and forth, all day," he says. Sometimes he is two miles within the mountain. Often he kneels in mud and water. He has worked in low- seam coal, a claustrophobic 29 inches from the mine floor to the roof. To eat his dinner, he has had to lie on his back. To relieve himself, he squats in one of the myriad byways. When the day is done, coal dust covers his face and permeates his overalls. Ruby takes a scrub brush to the washer, the dryer and the bathtub, trying...
...John was on their own roof with the garden hose. The view across the canyon to Hiller Highlands was unnerving. One by one, houses exploded in flames. A neighbor yelled that they were surrounded by fire. "We're the hole in the doughnut," he shouted. John shivered. "At this point I was still halfway rational," he remembers. He got the kids into their tennis shoes, backed the station wagon and the Mercedes sedan out of the garage, put the kids in the cars and left the engines running. At 2 p.m. the fire crested the hill above the Harrison house...