Word: shirts
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...worked here for the past 10 years, and the [Cambridge] Chamber of Commerce opened up this booth 11 years ago," said Gillette as he directed a tourist in search of a Harvard T-shirt to the Coop...
Trotting onto the stage wearing dark pants and a white, cossack-style shirt with frilly cuffs, Helfgott, who still takes a daily mix of antipsychotic drugs, smiled giddily as applause washed over him, then launched into a formidable program of Mendelssohn, Chopin, Liszt and Beethoven. He hummed, groaned and jabbered as he played, his head bent low over the keyboard, his fingers flying. At times he sang a melodic line instead of playing it. Midway through a Chopin Ballade he began picking nervously at his shirt and lost the melody altogether...
...JOHN FAHNER-VIHTELIC. That's probably because he has endured far worse. In 1977 he lay for 16 days without food, pinned above the dashboard of his station wagon after it plunged 150 ft. off an embankment in Washington State. He escaped with his life (partly by throwing his shirt into a nearby stream and sucking the moisture out of it), but not all of his limbs. The loss of his left leg hasn't slowed the 48-year-old down, though. On Feb. 17, the ex-Green Beret nurse competed in the Antarctica Marathon, sponsored by World team Sports...
...order to make his comeback in the world where he feels safest--TV. This week he debuts in his first prime-time sitcom, titled--with the help of input from focus-group research--Arsenio (ABC; Wednesdays, 9:30 p.m. ET). The show has all the flair of an Oxford shirt...
...sister Bella, 15, was not. The aging poet remembers what happened next with understated anguish: "The burst door. Wood ripped from hinges, cracking like ice under the shouts. Noises never heard before, torn from my father's mouth. Then silence. My mother had been sewing a button on my shirt. She kept her buttons in a chipped saucer. I heard the rim of the saucer in circles on the floor. I heard the spray of buttons, little white teeth...