Word: saint
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...charlatan," says Helms, 66. No, he's a true believer. As patron saint of the not-so-New Right, he is protector of the unborn, champion of prayer in the classroom and pure hell on Communists. "A guy of guts and fire," Republican Senator Alan Simpson calls him. But conservatives too know how prickly he can be. Ask Ronald Reagan. Negotiating arms deals with the Kremlin is one thing; getting them past Helms is something else. Helms is not just committed to causes, he is consumed by them. Consider his fight to ban abortion. "Sure I'm obsessed with...
...point where it is hard to separate the myth from the man. Tim Giago, editor of the Lakota (S. Dak.) Times, runs a story every other year to commemorate the anniversary of the day Kennedy visited the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. "It was almost as if a saint had come and was reaching his hand to the people," he says. "He went to the grubbiest children and hugged and kissed them." But Bobby was, of course, much more complicated than the myth will allow, more flawed and human...
...sitting while Kitty studied for an exam. When the two decided to marry, Dukakis' parents were less than thrilled: they liked her, but a divorced woman with a young son was not what they had envisioned for their Michael. Kitty's parents were delighted: her mother dubbed Michael "the Saint," referring to not only his righteous manner but his willingness to put up with the mercurial and sometimes difficult Katharine...
...Friends' House, London, in July 1946. He spoke for an hour without notes, and he had us in the hollow of his hand. One of his themes was the potential goodness of individual man, and the potential wickedness of collective man. An individual man could become a saint, but collective man was a tough proposition. He broke the flow of his talk only once, and that was to say to the chairman, "Must I go on speaking under these terrible lights?" Whereupon they were...
Among the agents who roam the communal dressing room, talk of Cooper is couched in terms of awe. "He's a saint. The world will never know how many big names owe everything to him," says Bobby Robinson, a producer who has prowled the performers' room for 30 years...