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...white helicopter dropped out of a darkening sky, veered around a thick tree and sank its runners into the lush grass in the middle of a soccer field at El Salvador's leading military academy. A chubby figure dressed in blue jeans and a wind-breaker bolted from the chopper, dashed across the pitch and threw herself into the arms of her weeping mother. A moment later, Inés Guadalupe Duarte Durán was swept into the embrace of her tear-choked father, President José Napoleón Duarte, for whom the nation's civil war had lately become an agonizing...
...point of view. In Gardner's telling, a blind harper appears at King Hrothgar's hall and sings, transforming Hrothgar's bloody, sordid career into "ringing phrases, magnificent, golden, and all of them, incredibly, lies. The man had changed the world, had torn up the past by its thick, gnarled roots and had transmuted it, and they who knew the truth, remembered...
...eight hours, broken only by a brief working lunch, Shevardnadze and Shultz, along with their advisers, reviewed thick documents that laid out the rival positions of each country. No new common ground emerged. "The positions are like black and white," said one American present, "and it is hard to see a shade of gray." It was a disconcerting prelude to Shultz's meeting the next day with Gorbachev...
...quiche. Of vichyssoise made with substitute ingredients, she writes, "Those people, however, who won't stoop to tinned soups but still want to be in the swim with their vichyssoise, have taken to using cucumber instead of leeks, and watercress or mint instead of chives . . . The mixture is still thick and rich and cold--and what's, after all, in a name...
Until about 18 months ago, Knox was a nomadic cowpuncher. His rambling philosophy: "There are only two good ranches--the one you've left and the one you're goin' to." Though he's settled with his wife Joni in a corner of Arizona, his cowboy blood still runs thick. With great pride, he pulls his battered steel spurs from the tack-room wall and brushes away the dirt. As he points out the silver-inlaid design and the gold initials R.L.K., he smiles at all the times he's worn them with a swagger. He hangs them...