Word: station
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Attraction. A swarthy, self-effacing man, Rebozo was born in Tampa, Fla., of Cuban parents in 1912. He worked as a chauffeur, airline steward and gas-station operator after finishing high school. At the end of World War II, he went into the coin-laundry business, then a finance company, finally into real estate. He is now president of the Fisher Corp., a Florida development firm in which Nixon holds shares valued at $400,000-double the amount he initially invested...
...aircraft carrier U.S.S. Forrestal slid out of the Greek port of Salonica one grey dawn last week, a 900-ton escort ship waited for her just outside the harbor. The Forrestal turned southward into the Aegean Sea, and the escort dutifully took up station a mile astern, rolling gently in the huge carrier's wake. At midday, when the Forrestal catapulted her Phantom jets into clearing skies, the escort drew alongside to within 50 yards of the carrier. But not a signal was exchanged. The escort vessel was Russian, a super gunboat of the Mirka class, and the Forrestal...
...most entire life. Vannila ice cream, as it happens, you can get at the corner spa near where you life, so you remain a homebody and eventually go to Harvard. Chocolate ice cream is only available at the Dairy Queen down next to the Sunoco Station; had you eaten there, you would have fallen in with some people all of whom later worked in gas stations...
Somebody else's decision -- what radio station to tune-in to?: When you get older, it all gets more complicated. The trooper watching the sppeeding radar on the Conn Pike hears the beginning of "Honey" by Bobby Golsboro on the radio, which distracts him from someone doing 85 in the passing lane. You're doing 73 in the middle lane; but you're next. When you get a ticket, you shrink your ego: to minimize the penalty you go humble and let the cop score his subconscious anthropological victory by asserting himself over you. On an emotional level, you feel...
...Yale's helm, Brewster has guided the University one step further down this perilous course. For his boys, there will now be no more waiting in drab New Haven station for trainloads of weekend sex. They will no longer have to pace back and forth on the platform of Track 8, chewing their fingers and sweating in their pants. Instead, they will go blissfully about their daily business, because out of the blue sky of creation a Yale baby has been born...