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Choreographer Herbert Ross yelled "Go, go!" and off she went-about 30 yds. along Manhattan's Pier 36, lurching like a sozzled sailor under the encumbrance of an ankle-length wool dress, high heels, a suitcase and makeup kit. It was one more rollicking day in the life of Barbra Streisand, movie star, and at that point the 25-year-old singer had staggered for an hour through the same one-minute scene in Funny Girl without getting it right. "My back hurts; my feet hurt!" yelled Streisand from her perch on a tugboat. "Now, now," consoled Producer...
...sort of fellow anybody would invite into a friendly poker game. Behind that genial grin are the instincts of a tiger shark. In last week's America's Cup observation trials off Newport, R.I., Bus once more demonstrated why he is rated the slickest blue-water sailor in the world. At the helm of Intrepid, he ran off a string of five straight victories, including a 3-min. 46-sec. trouncing of Pat Dougan's refurbished Columbia - the boat that was expected to give Intrepid its stiffest battle for the right to defend the cup against Australia...
...SAILOR FROM GIBRALTAR, by Marguerite Duras. An early novel that tells a shaggy-dog story about a mysterious woman, rich and beautiful, who roams the seven seas looking for a long-lost lover...
Died. William M. Fechteler, 71, four-star admiral, an old-fashioned "black-shoe" (in Navy talk, a pure sailor as opposed to a brown-shoe, or flyer) who learned his profession aboard destroyers and battleships, in World War II led amphibious assaults on New Guinea and the Philippines, in 1951 was named Chief of Naval Operations during the Korean War buildup, then took over as Commander in Chief of Allied Forces in Southern Europe until his retirement in 1956; of a heart attack; in Bethesda...
...last act contains at least three brilliant curtains, as if he couldn't decide when to end his play, and ended it three times just for good measure. Not only that; his second act goes on forever, and some of his poetic dialect is redolent of the absurd sailor-talk O'Neill wrote when he had on his tinear...