Word: rosee
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...final call to glory: "America's best days are yet to come," he declared. "You ain't seen nothin' yet." The band swung into a country tune, God Bless the U.S.A. "Hit the balloons," said Schuman. As 10,000 of them-red, white and blue-rose into the darkening sky, the awed crowd waved tiny American flags and swayed to the music. Tears formed, to be rubbed quickly away, lest a neighbor see. It had been another bravura performance, calculated to make everyone feel good, very good-and to keep Ronald Reagan in the White House four...
...hour they were kept waiting in the dining room of the presidential palace. Then a grim and unsmiling Marcos saw the four "Agravatars," as members of the panel are known, just long enough to bid them a chilly thank-you. He remained seated behind his desk when they rose to leave his study. "I hope you can live with your conscience," he told his visitors as they walked out. Unlike Agrava, the men were not treated to any ceremonial joint meeting with the press...
...Bird, move over. Rose Bird has come, for one show at least, to children's TV. The chief justice of California's Supreme Court makes her television acting debut next week on Richard Pryor's Pryor's Place. Well, she didn't have to act too much. Justice Bird, 47, plays-what else?-a judge in a segment that deals with the fears of children whose parents are divorcing. "I think any program that helps make the courts less frightening to children whose parents are getting a divorce is worthwhile," said Bird. She was invited...
...Rose's Roman Catholic Church dominates a Cleveland working-class neighborhood of shingled two-family homes. On the Sunday before the debate, a sermon resisted change through severe warnings against the twin evils of abortion and recreational sex. "Think about it when you go to vote," admonished the priest. Parishioner Judy Tren-kamp, a photocopier operator, lives with her son in a mock-Tudor house next to the railroad tracks. "Half of this parish is out of work," she shrugs. "I wanted Ferraro to trounce Bush...
...that the play is unworthy of resuscitation. Edmond Rostand was 29 when he wrote Cyrano; he seasoned this tale of a 17th century cavalier with the dash, sweep, idealism and tireless eloquence of youth. In 1898, when the original French production played London, it arrived like a gust of rose-scented air in the stolid cathedral of naturalism. Proclaimed Critic Max Beerbohm: "Even if Cyrano be not a classic, it is at least a wonderfully ingenious counterfeit of one." And even if, in this century, the counterfeit has become more evident than the ingenuity, Rostand's rhapsody has attracted...