Word: sneakers
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...yellow-white leather gleamed, and you picked it up and untied the sneaker lace wound around it to keep the pocket good over the winter. The tennis ball, which had anchored the pocket since September, popped out once you put it on, but it felt good and strong after its seven-month hibernation...
...themes of the evening's most outlandish and sophisticated piece, Connie Chin's "Chimera." Chin's own entrance, in a state of hilarious discombobulation, jarred our sense of anatomical propriety from the start. Clad in screaming pink, her face masked white, Chin crawled on stage wearing a sneaker on one foot and one hand; the other leg, draped in purple, dragging behind her like a tail. Once upright, she moved hand-over-hand down her outstretched leg to reach and untie the sneaker, as though her entire body would fly apart at any moment if she were less than excruciatingly...
Abandoning his half-tied sneaker, he lifted a plastic windshield and carefully snapped it into place. Nodding his head, he asserted, "It's to protect it. There's armies in this world, you know." Jonathan sleeps in this large, sunny room, in one of the beds which line the walls. He has lived since he was three at "the Italian Home for Children" in Jamaica Plain. I played, observed and attended meetings there last fall for Psychology and Social Relations 910r, an independent study course on children in institutions...
...back up the stairs to collect our belongings for transfer out to the garage. We pick our way past the dogs sleeping on the floors, under the tables around the chairs and up and down the stairs. None awaken. We stuff our clothes into our bags. One of my sneakers is missing. It was there in the morning. One of the dogs must have gotten to it. "Wait here," my brother tells me, and he sidles out the door. I wait. Within moments a dog begins to bark. Then another, then another. The house erupts. My pale-faced brother tears...
...believe me, come take a look at my right sneaker...