Word: slept
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...equipment unnecessary for the return trip, their backpacks, boots and other items that had been exposed to lunar soil and dust. Then, their lunar excursion successfully completed, they settled down to a relaxed meal and a rest. It was strange to think that while much of the U.S. slept, two Americans were also sleeping in their cramped quarters on the distant and silent moon. Some 21 hours after landing on the moon, Armstrong and Aldrin were ready to blast off in the five-ton upper stage of the lunar module. Later, they were to rendezvous and dock with the orbiting...
...Julie Nixon Eisenhower, was star of her own show. Five days a week, the newest tour guide in the White House now leads groups of 25 tourists through parts of the Executive Mansion ordinarily closed to the public: the Lincoln Bedroom, where, as she tells her charges, Lincoln never slept; the diplomatic reception room where Franklin D. Roosevelt gave his fireside chats by "the only fireplace in the White House that doesn't work," even the secret staircase that she had once used to escape a party. "I just walked out. It was late anyhow." When reporters came...
...peat in the bog and with the kelp on the strand; and sometimes at night he would rouse himself on his pallet with a dreadful groan, exclaiming, "Oh, I am thinking about sex again!" This was so painful to his mother and father and three living grandparents, who slept like spoons in the big bed beside and slightly above his pallet, that they arranged for him to be shipped to the colonies. He was then approaching 40. He married here and, like most Irish-Americans down to the present day, never thought about sex again...
Hofer officially retired last year, but he maintain an office in the basement of the Houghton. In it is a cot, covered with a rug--"late 17th or early 18th century Imperial rug"--where he can rest. He has often slept nights there, where it is cool, when the weather outside has been hot. His office is cluttered with pieces of art, papers, photographs, small figures, and chests which he says are "all full of things...
...down the stairs between their files of eyes, walked across that dark yard past the reasonable student government people who had stayed up to argue and to observe, walked more guiltily yet past the friendly University policeman on Quincy Street, walked home in the cold, past the House where slept the Great Uncommitted with whom I felt I had less in common than with those romantics, or even those radicals...