Word: standings
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...they will kill me. The friends could have saved me but did not. I kiss you for the last time. Kiss the children for me." In a series of late-night phone calls to party leaders, Mrs. Moro pleaded once more for a change in the party's stand against negotiations, but the government held firm...
Some indication of the political consequences of the Moro assassination, meanwhile, could come from results of local elections in two provinces and 816 municipalities held over the weekend. Both major parties were expected to hold steady, with the Christian Democrats gaining slightly for their tough stand toward the kidnapers. But there was always the chance of a backlash in the emotional aftermath of the tragedy...
...screening room right before show time. But the following excerpt of a dialogue will stick with me for some time. "I feel so strong. I feel this incredible strength. I've felt strength I've never felt before...The energy's higher with the group...I want to stand here and attract energy to the community..." No, sir, this is not an introduction to a five-minute Exxon promo, this is a 30ish female going on about her devotion to a new brand of scientific mysticism known as the Arica theory, and that is what David Hanser's The Forty...
...practice putting but I think it's hard to learn," he says in his Paducah patois, "I just practice and experiment. In the Kentucky State Amateur one year I had only 23 putts for a round--that's 13 one-putt greens. Some days from 15 feet out you stand over it and you stand over it and you know you're going to make it. On a bad green if you don't have a good putting stroke you're not going to make a putt...
...middle-aged German Jew, especially frightened because he has lived through such nightmares before, fears that PLO terrorists could sneak into the kibbutz during the night and massacre us as we huddle in the shelters. He decides to stand guard outside the shelter for most of the night.... At the height of the explosions, which are now shaking the kibbutz and drowning out even the loudest singing, the group bursts into a Hebrew chorus of a tune that sounds familiar to me. It is "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" --a vestige of some long-ago childhood memories...