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...projector and these two cans of 16mm film - and take it on the road. I took it to my high school. For three days straight I ran "King Kong" in segments to six different English classes. I ran it at home, out in the back yard, projected onto a sheet on the back of the house while we sat on blankets in the grass. And I ran it in the basement for my friends, including the 16-year-old with whom I was desperately in love, while we held hands in the dark, only separating so I could...
...Waller: This was not due to one person's mistake. The fire control technician mans what's called the "contact evaluation plot" - a vertical sheet of paper in the control room that he marks up with different colored pencils to keep track of the locations of other ships and submarines. A contact evaluation plot is often just used as an historical record so crews can keep track of where things are - it's one of maybe a dozen tracking devices they...
...plow and even the tin roof off his house to pay for the journey. Now, in the barren, sand-blown camp, Hawaneen crouches against the wind and watches in dumb agony as a Muslim cleric lays the bony, starved corpse of his eight-year-old son on a plastic sheet spread on the ground and washes him for burial...
...America's driveways. These cars have engine blocks of 1960s vintage; neither you nor I have bought a car with a carburetor for 15 years, but Earnhardt drove one at Daytona. Certainly his Monte Carlo was a modified machine: its engine had been juiced to about 720 h.p.; its sheet-metal skin was lighter than a road-ready car's; its roll bars were designed to render the cab a fast-moving cage...
...track hounds knew better. They knew that when a car isn't coming apart, the energy isn't dissipating. The sheet metal in these cars is designed to shred and fly away so that a driver isn't crushed or sliced. Earnhardt's car was still more or less intact. "Talk to us, Dale!" The plea from the pit crackled in the earphones of a driver--a champion, a legend--who was, in all probability, already dead...