Word: skins
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...week after the operation, Wilson and his Boston colleague, Dr. Robert Goldwyn, flew down to look at Luna. They found that Gilbert had done his work well. "The hand is beautifully positioned," said Goldwyn. The blood flow was good, and while the skin appeared blistered there was no sign of the feared rejection process. Says Wilson: "What the whole fate of the hand will be, I don't think either of us can say at the moment. But Dr. Gilbert has made an excellent start...
Snowshoes & Skis. Meanwhile, Rocky and Senator Margaret Chase Smith were stepping up their campaigns in New Hampshire. The lady from Maine rose with the sun, stomped around in a beaver-skin coat to shield her from temperatures that reached 29 below zero, donned snowshoes to clump around in the Canadian border town of Pittsburg (pop. 200). Annoyed that press reports invariably mention her age, she said that "Winston Churchill was three years older than I when he first became Prime Minister." (Actually, he was 65 to Maggie's 66.) She also proved that she has energy enough...
Loyola of Chicago's Tom O'Hara, 21, looks a little like the 97-lb. weakling of the Charles Atlas ads, who takes his girl friend to the beach and winds up getting sand kicked in his face. Tom actually weighs in at 130 Ibs., but his skin is the color of bleached Irish lin en, and a small-size track shirt hangs so loose on his scrawny chest that the letters on the front spell OYOL. Being skinny, though, has certain compensations-and Miler O'Hara manages to make the most of them...
...iron bracelet-won only by killing two men in combat. Argumentative and fiercely antiauthoritarian, the Somalis are often called the "Irish of Africa," although as Moslems they prefer cold camel's milk to a headier gargle. Well-meaning foreigners who stroll into their quaint, collapsible villages (stick-and skin aghals that can be packed onto camelback in a matter of minutes) often find themselves on the receiving end of accurately thrown stones as the Somalis scream, "Out with the infidel!" Even Mogadishu, Somalia's sunny, somnolent capital (pop. 150,000), has a perennial air of impermanence, particularly...
Before the Kid's showdown with Lancey, a veteran gambler warns him: "don' mess 'around with The Man jest yit kid. Jest learn a little mo' poker. Right now, Lancey'd take skin and leave you dried out like a sucked orange in the sun, juice all gone." Ready or not, the Kid won't back out, and he and Lancey play in a plush St. Louis hotel room. "Once you go in," the Shooter says, "you can't quite. Two of you go in and only one of you can come out, 'cause there ain't room...