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...neighbors, who called him a hero. "I was in a building with no food, no water for five nights," Fuqua's neighbor Mohammed Ally, 70, told TIME's Brian Bennett. "They were taking care of the elderly people." Fuqua saw a neighbor using his empty refrigerator as a rowboat to paddle through the water to get help for his pregnant wife. When the buoyant refrigerator tipped, Fuqua dove off a second-story balcony to help and sliced his feet on a rain gutter. "I was going to make sure everyone...
In one of the photo albums in her West Wing office, Condoleezza Rice keeps a picture of herself and President George W. Bush in a rowboat on a pond at the President's ranch in Crawford, Texas. Bush is standing at one end, peering over the edge at the bass in his stocked fishing hole. Rice is sitting at the other end, visibly uncomfortable. She may love talking sports with the President, but she's no fan of the water. "She can swim, but she doesn't like it," says a friend. "She and the outdoors are only on distant...
...this fairy-tale world, Sam gets a little wild as she celebrates her new freedom with James by eating cotton candy in an amusement park unchaperoned, sliding down a waterslide with her clothes on and spending a date in a rowboat, holding a pink parasol as he holds a small fishing rod. There is one particularly moving scene where Sam eats a slice of pizza and, as the grease slides down her throat, remarks that it “tastes like freedom”—at which point I teared up, remembering my own first taste of delicious...
...mind out of the blue to row from Brooklyn, N.Y., all the way to New Orleans and back; he took rivers and canals heading south (with the occasional portage where necessary) and hugged the Atlantic seacoast on the return leg. In On the Water: Discovering America in a Rowboat, a chatty, cheerful account of his journey, Stone faithfully records his encounters with bewildered locals along the way, although the best parts are the quieter moments, when you can almost hear the plash of a well-plied oar on smooth black water...
...crowded rowboat burdened with a shrouded corpse labors its way out to the middle of the river. Pregnant women, holy men and children, among others, are thought to be clean. Needing no purification by fire, they are simply weighted down and lowered into the river's embrace. Closer to shore, one of the pure bodies has escaped its mid-river moorings and bobs among a group of children who pay it no heed. Varanasi is not for the fainthearted, but for those willing to risk a little discomfort, it offers a raw and intimate glimpse into the Indian...