Word: snowplowing
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...snowplow came on the field that decade to help John Smith. Rulon Jones sacked Tony Eason in the endzone. Ernest Gibson got burned. Grogan to Morgan. Steve Nelson walked off the field a winner...
Writing the story of the land and people was enough. He set up his huge Graflex in the middle of Depot Street one evening to photograph the grain elevator gloriously in flames. He parked his Ford in a cut made by a snowplow after one of the blizzards of 1936. The picture showed the snowbanks piled around the car. Every farmer with a crazy scheme to kill the swarms of grasshoppers that came with the drought got his ear. On a scorching day he watched one farmer race around his pasture with a scoop fixed on the front...
...looks like no other. There is no glistening dome; it might be a four-story barn. But there are 800 * tons of it, and it turns. The whole structure can pirouette 360 degrees, enormously simplifying the aiming of the instrument. It is probably the world's only building with snowplow blades on its corners to clear a path as it rotates about a circular track. When its doors open, they reveal not a sleek, tubular telescope, but a six-eyed monster, a hexagonal array of half a dozen 72-inch mirrors, the sum of whose images equals the capacity...
...Toni Kahlbacher, a Kitzbuhel snowplow maker, seems to have found a use for the tainted tipple. Kahlbacher mixed the wine with road salt to produce a concoction that melts ice more effectively than salt alone. That should delight both Agriculture officials and the Ministry of Public Construction, which estimates that clearing winter roads will take a third less salt thanks to the polluted wine...
Monday was unquestionably Georgia's coldest day of the century. But then snow and freezing rain began on Tuesday. More snow fell on Wednesday. And the day after. In Atlanta, which does not have a single municipal snowplow, the first flurries appeared at the beginning of the afternoon rush hour, and immediately prompted an even more chaotic commuter scramble. Peachtree Street, the city's main thoroughfare, was hopelessly jammed until midnight with stalled and sliding cars. Mused one former Chicagoan: "I feel a little ridiculous being snowbound in 1 ½ in. of snow." Many motorists simply abandoned their...