Word: sweets
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Bold to Margaret of York. He rose swiftly after that, carrying on the trend to greater humanization (see color). But Hugo van der Goes was obsessed by the belief that he was damned. At the peak of his fame he withdrew to a monastery, where kindly monks played sweet music to him when his black depressions came. He died in 1482 hopelessly insane...
...part of a $10 million U.S. Government project to prepare for the world's fast-growing demands for more fresh water. Today the U.S. uses 312 billion gallons a day, will need 600 billion gallons a day in 1980. In other parts of the world the thirst for sweet water is immeasurably greater...
...bandstand may support a ricky-tick piano, a musical saw, or a tuba-but it is the multiple banjos that reign. The crowds, like the proprietors, are mainly collegiate, and they sing along enthusiastically while the banjos plunk out the immemorially cubic rhythms of Hold That Tiger! or Sweet Georgia Brown. The whole wholesome atmosphere is enough to make the massed inhabitants of the beatnik colony at Sausalito slouch toward the sea like lemmings...
...members of the Williams family, as splendid a set of oddballs as has appeared in U.S. writing since J. D. Salinger's more eccentric creations. Clinton, who is 14 as the story opens, has just skipped school for 57 consecutive days. He sits around at the Aloha Sweet Shop writing compulsively in his notebooks whatever he sees and hears. This includes his parents' conversations, on which he eavesdrops, and whatever interests him in the family mail that he opens. During the last month he has filled 25 notebooks, excerpts from which make up some of the most revealing...
...Bridge is briskly told with an interlacing of flashbacks. Since the major characters are 16-year-olds, these flashbacks are mercifully short, if overly sentimental; the boys seem to have grown up surrounded by sweet, long-suffering mothers and avuncular lieutenants, with hardly a Nazi in sight. But these scenes from the boys' past merely serve as counterpoint to the adventure at the bridge and as clues to the variety of boyish responses, which range from terror to heroism. Gregor's bitter little novel labors no point, nor does it have to. The futility it illustrates would have...