Word: trailingly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...November the American people stilled the doubts that they had about Jimmy Carter and picked him over a decent and capable man because, essentially, he stood for change and a fresh beginning. "I'll try never to disappoint you," he used to say on the campaign trail, smiling confidently and looking ahead to the day he would be in the White House. That may be the hardest of all his promises to fulfill...
...George Washington University, and their six children, aged 11 to 27. Schultze and his family in recent years have become avid backpackers in the Blue Ridge Mountains, a short drive from their modest home in northwest Washington. Said a colleague: "Give Charlie some free time and an open trail. and he's gone." In his new job, however, Schultze will have little time for hikes, except between the Executive Office Building and the White House...
...England winter forest is broken by the voices of a man and his two excited children. They pick their way along a meandering brook, pausing regularly to sweep aside branches or peer at compass and map. Near by, an elderly couple stride purposefully down a Jeep trail, jauntily swinging their arms and breathing deeply the crisp, fine air. Suddenly, a sweatsuit-clad figure crashes through the underbrush into a clearing. Panting from a hard run, mud dripping from his shoes, face scratched by brambles, he stares wildly about, then plunges into the thick brush once more. Despite their different styles...
...starter says softly, and we tear up the trail at top speed, map in one hand, compass in the other. The trail goes dead north, then begins to curve east. Suddenly another trail appears, this one not marked on the map. We are tempted, but keep going. Another hundred meters and we pause, kneel down and take a compass bearing directly into the woods. Now we are sprinting, leaping over logs, crashing through small brush, legs and arms flailing. We try to pace a 200-meter leg but fail, losing the count at the bottom of a hill where...
...last spring your parents moved and forgot to send you one of those post office change-of-address forms so you are looking at two weeks of walking the Freedom Trail, discovering what is at the other end of the Red Line and eating Elsie's Specials with mayo and onions...