Word: silvers
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...line with a gossamer-thin tippet, a fisherman must use the long, sensitive rod to tire the trout as it surges and runs, leaps and sometimes literally walks across the water's surface on its tail. There is no mistaking this magic. The fish explodes again, up through a silver shower of water, shaking its head in an effort to throw the hook. You notice the color. It is gorgeous, almost surreal. The trout's meaty flanks sport outrageous spots of black and orange, horizontal streaks of silver and red. The line rips through the water, sending signals directly...
Rescuers said many of those unaccounted for probably were trapped in a large silver-and red-striped section of the charred fuselage that sat amid rows of corn four feet tall...
...busy wives and a sprinkling of single women put aside all thoughts of jobs, husbands and children to gather for what has become a new style women's club. In the aerobic dance classes at the local Jazzercise center, women are talking about who's hot on the silver screen, trading bargain tips and supporting new mothers and divorcees. The workout classes have become a combination gossip fence, networking center, self-help group, junior high locker room and place to affirm grownup community values. "There's no place like it," says JoAnn Mattia, 32, a physical- education teacher who gets...
...Kevin can do it all," says Casey Silver, president of worldwide production for the MCA Motion Picture Group. "He can carry a gun or a woman in his arms. He can be tough or add a sweet comedic touch." The surprise is that an actor so versatile can be so focused. Ask Phil Alden Robinson, the writer-director of Field of Dreams. "You can't force him to do something that's false," says Robinson. "He marches to his own Walkman." Or maybe to his own Victrola. For Costner is both a harbinger of the postimperial American male...
...wife Marge throw a little picnic for a few of their friends near the rhino pastures. On a balmy spring evening, lightweight tables and chairs are set out under a mesquite tree, just as they would be in an African hunting camp in the shadow of Kilimanjaro. Marge, a silver-haired Texas beauty dressed for the bush in denim and turquoise, lays on a simple feast of guacamole and chicken- salad sandwiches. Calvin uncorks bottles of fine South African grand...