Word: talled
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Eureka, past billboards inviting them to visit the Black Madonna Shrine and the Meramec Caverns. But then comes a quick stretch where the familiar green interstate signs are disfigured by blank areas, apparently painted over. There down to the left of the highway by the river, weeds and tall grass obscure a whole area...
...most impressive are the Wild Things. Standing nine to twelve feet tall and made of Lycra, a synthetic fabric, stretched over an aluminum frame and adorned with yak hair, they are remarkably lifelike and utterly faithful to Sendak's vision. Actors inside the costumes manipulate the mouths and arms by means of levers, while technicians in the audience control the movements of the eyes and noses. (The singers who provide the voices of the creatures are miked offstage.) Even jaded adults get a joyful frisson when Moishe, Tzippy, Bruno, Bernard and Emil come bouncing onstage, rolling their terrible eyes...
Excitement grew. Last Wednesday I hailed a cab and set off for the Bureau of the Public Debt, division of public debt accounting. I passed the Washington Monument, tall and splendid in the morning light, but only one six-hundredth as tall as Reagan's stack of $1,000 bills. Pressed on around the Department of Agriculture. What pikers! They have only 240 million bushels of surplus corn stored away. A nod down Independence Avenue to NASA. It would take one of their space shuttles nearly a year and a half in orbit reeling out end-to-end dollar bills...
Marsha Adams entered, tall, striking mother of two. She bent down, tore off the printout, held it lightly as a feather. I peeked. Eureka! There it was, the National Debt -- $1,823,105,258,488.19, Wednesday, Oct. 2, 1985, 11 a.m. When Marsha was born in 1956 the Debt had been only one-seventh as big. Did the burden crush her, I blurted? Not really, she said. She whisked it across the hall to be fed into more computers, which ultimately spewed it out to cringing auditors and suffocating finance ministers around the globe. Then what? Well, said Marsha...
...used to think of myself as a tall oak tree progressing in a long and inexorable line toward the sun. I had important goals in my life, goals which gave me direction and which I hoped someday to reach. I could look down from my lofty height at the stages beyond which I had progressed. I could also look over at my friends, each with different interests, but each pursuing their individual goals along lines similar...