Word: spitted
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...tries, without notable success, to counsel the young. Residents of a West Virginia hill town adjust to living in an environment better suited to mountain goats. "How many places do you know," one of the townspeople asks Roueché, "where you can stand at the basement door and spit on the roof of a three-story house?" Visiting a small German-colonized town in Missouri, Roueché reveals that the passage of more than a century has left the place astonishingly unchanged. If the little community of Hermann were to be picked up and set down somewhere in Germany, Rouech...
...first contestants. Five-year-old Shawn Serface and five-year-old Dan Casarez are in their corners having their faces smeared with Vaseline to reduce the chance of cuts. Their hands are wrapped in gauze and placed inside huge (16 oz.) boxing gloves. Shawn tries to spit out the rubber mouthpiece. "I don't want it," he tells his cornerman-father, who shoves it back in. As the two boxers get their instructions from the referee, Dan interrupts with his own bit of advice. "No kicking," he blurts out to his opponent...
They are wrong, of course, but Duryea won't tell them that. In fact, for several months now, the Republican has been quietly taking a man-sized chunk of credit for the last-minute, spit-and-chicken-wire debt refinancing agreement that was the first step out of New York City's fiscal crisis. Duryea has campaigned well: Peddling his wares upstate, he stresses his early opposition to the Big MAC bond agreement, which he says was designed to make sure the city wouldn't get off with easy terms that might have endangered the state's own bonds...
...down into the Canyon. The signs that said "WARNING--Take four quarts of water with you or DIE!" were meant for those fat Iowans in Winnebagoes, not for healthy young adventurers like me. I cockily jogged the eight miles down to the mighty Colorado, drank from its roaring waters, spit out the dusty mouthful, and after some exploring went to sleep in a side canyon to avoid the noon heat...
...second day of fishing found the Crimson's 25-ft. dory pitching on tempestuous seas and most of the team members leaning over the rails. Purdy queasily recalls, "I spit my tooth out, that was how sick I got. It was the highlight of the tournament...