Word: skies
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Sky Hawks...
...strong. Harris finds, in fact, that nearly two out of every three adults in his representative sample of 1,600 express the view that they are "better informed today than they were five years ago." But, Harris concludes, "this is not to say that there is a limitless blue-sky euphoria about the media. Each has its problems in communicating with the American people. Tucked beneath each encomium is a reservation of healthy skepticism...
Camille signaled her arrival by suddenly turning the Gulf Coast sky charcoal at midday. By 11 p.m., the wind had risen and the barometer had plummeted. Riding waves 22 feet high, throwing rain hard as bullets on its 210 m.p.h. winds, Camille hurled herself at the Louisiana and Mississippi shoreline, uprooting, ravaging, killing in her awesome kinetic fury. In one fearful night, at least 235 were killed. Property damage was estimated at $1 billion. Cars and houses were smashed like toys, trucks tumbled end over end, giant freighters tossed about and beached. For a time, the ocean reclaimed as much...
Bonanno often walks back and forth for hours, deep in thought. Hill says that he has seen him touch the tips of his fingers together, point them at the sky and moan: "I am in the world for 64 years, and only in the last five years have these things happened to me!" Other times he will be more philosophical: "I know it's my fault. It was impossible for me to foresee these things." He has only three ambitions now. One is to move closer to his children in Palo Alto, Calif. The second is to visit once...
...symposium, the participants began drafting a report of their doings, which became the declaration to be read Friday evening. Delos is truly a holy place. It is the psychological center of the Aegean, the union point of Greek clarity and Greek mysticism. In the evening light, the sky takes on blues and oranges and greens, the sea becomes deeper, the moon blazes in the sky. But neither the place nor the rhetOTIC now seemed equal to the distant crises that these people had tried to discuss all week. The wind was rising as Margaret Mead stumped forward in a flowered...