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Those statistics could spell trouble. Dr. Jon Abramson, chairman of the pediatrics academy's immunization committee, recalls that between 1989 and 1991, when many people were becoming wary of vaccines, measles-immunization rates dropped 10% and an outbreak ensued, resulting in 55,000 cases, several thousand hospitalizations and 120 deaths. "Since we started immunizing again," Abramson says, "there have been very few outbreaks of indigenous measles...
...books, he cut his literary teeth writing as-told-to memoirs for pro athletes such as Nolan Ryan and Walter Payton. The Left Behind books are his passion, though. Of the Rapture and Second Coming, he says, "We believe it could happen today or it could happen a thousand years from now." He resists the notion that his novels exploit today's premillennial anxiety. "The books don't mention any date whatsoever. We're not talking about the millennium. We're not talking about...
...king of all extreme sports. BASE--an acronym for building, antenna, span (bridge) and earth (cliffs)--jumping has one of the sporting world's highest fatality rates: in its 18-year history, 46 participants have been killed. Yet the sport has never been more popular, with more than a thousand jumpers in the U.S. and more seeking to get into it every day. It is an activity without margin for error. If your chute malfunctions, don't bother reaching for a reserve--there isn't time. There are no second chances...
...thousand dead. Four thousand dead. Ten thousand dead. Ten thousand injured, 18,000, 34,000. As the tolls rose each day, the figures grew numbing, the magnitude of the disaster hard to grasp. Almost 100,000 Turks left homeless; $20 billion lost in property and production; a sense of despair overtaking the country. THE PEOPLE ARE HELPLESS, THE STATE IS HELPLESS, WE CAN'T EVEN FIND ANYWHERE TO PUT OUR DEAD, read the headline in the Sabah newspaper...
...screen, the happy faces all around, and I feel utterly alone. I am alone. My dad is gone. He's here, but he's not. I want to cry, but instead I sit there with my margarita, my face contorted, holding it all in, my soul ripped in a thousand places...