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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...attended Hunter College and Columbia law school, where she was an editor of the Law Review. Before it was fashionable, she was a strong civil rights advocate who once defended a black man in Mississippi accused of raping a white woman. She was seven months' pregnant then and slept in a Jackson bus station one night sitting upright on a bench, being wisely gingerly about night riders. Her two daughters are now in college, and she lives in a somewhat grand $650-a-month Greenwich Village duplex with her husband, Martin Abzug, a soft-spoken stockbroker and sometime novelist...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: PERSONALITY: Bellacose Abzug | 8/16/1971 | See Source »

...Wilmette, the family fell on hard times and took cheap lodgings in a funeral parlor. Ann-Margret slept on a foldout bed in the room where the bodies were laid out. When there was a funeral, she could not go to bed until the last mourner had left; she was often wakened, she says, by rats as big as full-grown cats that (for reasons perhaps best left unexamined) lived in the mortuary cellar. At 16, Ann-Margret sang on Ted Mack's Original Amateur Hour but lost out to "a Mexican leaf player," and at 19 she turned...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Show Business: The Ordeal of Ann-Margret | 7/19/1971 | See Source »

...hallways for exercise, shouting the lyrics to "Rockabye Baby"? How could we know that the Shakespeare expert would sneak around the dorm at night stealing food from everybody's rooms? That the poet, our roommate, would never get out of bed? That the biochemist, three doors down, never slept? That the aristocrat would run away, leaving behind only her collection of bottlecans? How could we Know...

Author: By Carol R. Sternhell, | Title: Beautiful Soup is Hardly a Minor Concept | 6/17/1971 | See Source »

...towards her, she recognizes Stanley, an old boyfriend whom she has not seen since the summer. She looks up at him, and he stares at her, stares right through her as if they have never met. They have known each other for years, have exchanged birthday presents, have probably slept together. He looks right through her and doesn't speak. It is worse than all the Hey, blondies in the world...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Brown Paper Packages Tied Up With String Walking The Streets | 6/17/1971 | See Source »

...temple was divided into two parts, a building containing ritual objects and images for worship, and adormitory building in which the temple's 75 monks slept. I was taken into the dormitory section and brought to the room of the monk I had met outside who became my host. I slept on the floor on a straw mat between two bunk beds. My host, who spoke fairly good English, explained the customs of his temple so I could follow them while I stayed there. At 5 am, everyone gets up, bathes, and begs for alms at houses throughout the city...

Author: By Peter Shapiro, | Title: Hitching Through Laos Or, When is a Trail Not a Trail? | 6/7/1971 | See Source »

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