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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...door canvasser in his mayoral campaigns, and later was appointed by Ralph to the Somerville Board of Appeals. "Howe said that the reason he raised our assessment [from a two-family dwelling to a three-family dwelling] was because he ... saw some curtains in the attic where my daughter slept, and just assumed there was a third family there," Doris Griffin says. But there were only two families in the Griffin house. As proof that the Griffins were a three-family household, Howe presented to the assessors photographs he had taken showing curtains in the attic of the Griffin house...

Author: By Mark A. Feldstein, COPYRIGHT 1978, THE HARVARD CRIMSON, INC. | Title: Howe Family May Have Used Taxes For Political Advantage in Somerville | 11/3/1978 | See Source »

Even before the murder, she is trapped and knows it - and does not care. Her response to hopelessness is a drink and a shrug. She lets herself be picked up by a rich young man. After they have slept together, it is clear that he expects to pay her; but with a fine gesture she takes some wadded franc notes from her purse, drops them on the bed and leaves...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Behind the Wall | 10/23/1978 | See Source »

...walk on, stopped, sat some more, walked another hundred yards or so, lay down on a rock, watched a middle aged fat man and his kids, all undoubtedly newly-arrived from Iowa in their shiny, sleep Winnebago, pass me by, bummed a beer from some longhairs heading down, slept and dreamt pleasant dreams about heat exhaustion and dying in canyons and the human equivalent of being slowly cooked in a Crock Pot. The last mile took as long as the first four had, and two ten-year old girls passed me on the way but I didn't care...

Author: By Eric B. Fried, | Title: Riding a Greyhound In Search of America | 10/2/1978 | See Source »

...back on the road, went all the way to Portland that night, slept in the Greyhound station and next morning got on the eastbound bus and didn't get off until I had reached St. Louis two and a half days later, having seen the Rockies and Salt Lake City and the Great Plains as one great blur en route. Thanks to a friend in St. Louis, I had a nice warm bed and some home cooking again. I gave up all pretense to membership in the great club of hippies, freaks, road people and adventures. Six days, four friends...

Author: By Eric B. Fried, | Title: Riding a Greyhound In Search of America | 10/2/1978 | See Source »

...Fish You Eat Today Slept Last Night in Chesapeake...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Time Essay: A Guide to American Restaurant Menus | 10/2/1978 | See Source »

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