Search Details

Word: tented (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first (reverse)


Usage:

...balance by having their allotments shaved. Often Negroes are tenant farmers on a white man's land; so if they tried to complain, call in surveyors, and that sort of thing, the white man would kick them off his land. Evicted negro farmers would band together and live in "tent cities" with only patchwork canvas for shelter, and they'd slowly starve...

Author: By John G. Short, (SPECIAL TO THE SUMMER NEWS) | Title: Lobsters, Christmas Trees, and Sparkles Star in the New Saga of the Deep South | 7/18/1969 | See Source »

...York's Mayor John Lindsay is beset by Republican conservatives in tent on denying him G.O.P. renomination this week, and by middle-class voters discontented over late garbage trucks, rising rents and the high crime rate. He has somehow managed to endure a campaign of catcalls and criticism. It was obviously the last straw when a radio chatter host named Barry Gray, awaiting Lindsay's overdue appearance on his nighttime show, began berating him in absentia for city ills ranging from street violence to pavement potholes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: New York: Civic Responsibility | 6/20/1969 | See Source »

Beneath a green and white candy-striped tent at the north end of the enormous grassy playing field that forms the main quadrangle of Wesleyan University in Middletown, Conn., 18 students and faculty members in flowered sarongs and silken blouses prepared for a Javanese gamelan concert. They tuned and positioned a wondrous, gleaming assemblage of brass gongs, chimes and metallophones with ivory-colored resonators, all mounted on red lacquer and gilt frames with extravagant carvings of dragons and other beasts. Students, some barefoot, bearded and in jeans, crowded around with fascinated families or strolled the vast green...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Commencement, 1969: Pomp and Protest | 6/20/1969 | See Source »

After watching their men sleep for the better part of a week, the BLM administrators gave the order to fight a fire 150 miles out in the wilderness. Each firefighter picked up a pack, a plastic tent, a sleeping bag, and a huge, double-edged Pulaski ax or shovel and climbed into a rickety DC-3. The air was so filled with smoke that for much of the flight, the men could barely see the wing tips. At the bush landing strip, they saw sooty veterans who had been swinging their axes for 15 hours a day, lying exhausted...

Author: By Mark W. Oberle, | Title: Why Not Let the Forests Burn? | 5/16/1969 | See Source »

Half the crew got tired and quit after a week of firefighting, but the remaining men underwent a slow mental transformation. They began to live as if civilization had never existed, if they had always eaten C-rations, lived in a simple tent, sported a dirty beard, and swaggered through marshy taiga. As the sun floated over Mount McKinley and the Alaska Range each morning, their bodies would drift into effortless ax-swinging--a muscular rhythm now as familiar as walking. When the helicopter failed to meet them on time after a day's work, they would...

Author: By Mark W. Oberle, | Title: Why Not Let the Forests Burn? | 5/16/1969 | See Source »

Previous | 341 | 342 | 343 | 344 | 345 | 346 | 347 | 348 | 349 | 350 | 351 | 352 | 353 | 354 | 355 | 356 | 357 | 358 | 359 | 360 | 361 | Next