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...Najaf, base of the 1991 Shia rebellion, a woman laughs as I struggle with my slippery hijab, then helps tie the scarf that covers my hair. Is she scared of war, I ask, miming planes and bombs. She shrugged and pointed to the sky. God will decide. Then she turns to pray at the beautiful, golden shrine. She looks extremely devout, and perhaps her God is listening. She is praying for peace...
...taking turns with his friends water skiing down irrigation canals that ran parallel to roads outside Casper. There is Congressman Cheney in 1983, five years after his first heart attack and a year before his second, catapulting down a treacherous ski slope in Jackson Hole, Wyo., his red scarf flapping in the breeze behind him, as his fellow skiers watched in stunned admiration from the top of the mountain. "That was the real Dick Cheney. He's not this quiet, laid-back guy," says a politician who has served and vacationed with him. "Inside, this is a guy who takes...
...Michelle Kuo outside of Harvard’s UniLu homeless shelter, odds are she’ll still be lending someone a hand. Tonight, she’s helping the Lowell dining hall staff put out Brain Break. Bundled in a bright red coat topped off with a lilac scarf and a pair of shaking pigtails, the ebullient Kuo apologizes for her “massive boogers.” It’s easy to see how she brings smiles to people with difficult lives...
Arnavon picks out a pair of wine red Steve Madden slip-ons to accentuate her basic black ($69). “Detail makes an outfit,” Arnavon instructs as she picks up a gray bucket cap in Jasmine Sola ($32). Lopez loves a beige sparkly scarf at Urban Outfitters. ($18). Meanwhile, Arnavon inspects how she looks holding a Go Girl leather handbag...
...last time my birthday fell on Thanksgiving I was a naive and impressionable young lad. My family had traveled up to New York to spend the holiday with other extended present givers. On that glorious Turkeyday I was wrapped in a matching red scarf, mittens and ear-muffs before being whisked away to the intersection of Broadway and 34th. There, as Snoopy and Garfield loomed overhead, large like gods, my father whispered into my ear, “This is all for you, happy birthday...