Word: townes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Slowly his luck turned better. He rented five acres of desert land near Bakersfield, began raising hogs. Each night after work, he made the rounds of town restaurants, gathering swill to feed the pigs. With money earned from the hog sales, Roberts bought 15 acres for cotton, potatoes and alfalfa. After each day's work in the oilfields, he irrigated his crops; on hot summer nights he would lie down to sleep at the end of an irrigation furrow in his alfalfa field, and when the water got far enough down the furrow to lap at his body...
...shock wave from that reversal ran, perceptibly and profoundly, through the world's watching millions, disturbing the U.S.'s friends, cheering its enemies, swaying the uncommitted, as eyes in African jungles and Asian market places, in European town squares and American suburbs strained skyward for a glimpse of Russia's tiny moons. In 1957, under the orbits of a horned sphere and a half-ton tomb for a dead dog, the world's balance of power lurched and swung toward the free world's enemies...
When the news broke in the winter of 1956 that a distinguished educator from St. Louis had bought up the campus of the defunct Chillicothe Business College and was about to open a full-fledged university, the whole town of Chillicothe. Mo. (pop. 9,850) was delighted at the thought of the prestige it would bring. The university's founder-president, the Rev. Clyde Belin. B.B.A.. Th.B.. Th.M., Th.D.. Ph.D., was a scholarly, dedicated-looking gentleman. His plans for setting up a liberal arts college, a Bible college, a college of engineering, and schools of home...
...skinny, freckled, and given to uncontrollable giggling even in the presence of sorrow. Her special love was her maternal grandmother, a lady so old and fat and on such good terms with the bishop that she was permitted "to hear Mass from her bedroom window." In a devoutly Catholic town ("If grandma would give me the money she spends on Masses, I'd be rich. I don't know if what I'm writing is a sin") Helena went through all the religious forms. Yet she could steal a brooch from her mother and convince herself that...
Girlish Sins. The Diary is full of the fun, the beauty, and some of the pain of growing up in a primitive town where recently freed slaves were still living with their old masters by choice. Helena is by turns gay and sad, willful and full of remorse for her girlish sins. But one thing she is from beginning to end-a fine little writer, with a gift for precise observation that many an adult writer develops only after years of practice. She is now 77, wrote nothing else that got into print. But to the small shelf of notable...