Word: truck
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...villa in north Tehran. It was incredible, like a palace. My husband said, 'No, we can't take it.' But there were many other Revolutionary Guards who drank alcohol and took people's houses. It sickened us, and we both quit. Now my husband is a truck driver. He drives to Germany. When he comes home I have a bottle of whisky waiting, and we drink it together. I dress like the loose women in Europe for him. I don't think God minds...
...nothing to do with theOklahoma City bombing. Quoting an unnamed FBI agent, the Associated Press reported that John Doe No. 2 is Todd Bunting, a private first class stationed at Ft. Riley, Kan. Federal officials said that the man just happened to be at the Junction City, Kan. truck rental office, near Ft. Riley,when suspect Timothy McVeigh allegedly rented the Ryder truckthat carried the bomb. Bunting refused interviews today...
...going to be a journalist in Bosnia, having an armored car is helpful. In 1993 TIME equipped its team of reporters covering the conflict in the former Yugoslavia with a reinforced white Chevy pickup truck. This hard-shelled vehicle showed its mettle during the bombardment of Sarajevo two weeks ago. Christopher Morris, TIME's chief photographer in the region, drove it near the city's Jewish cemetery, an area that had come under heavy attack from Bosnian Serbs. He left the truck to take some pictures, and soon after, it was strafed by bullets and shrapnel -- none of which penetrated...
...former fashion-magazine editor wistfully recalls the loot that poured into her office during the Christmas season. "We got lovely things," she says. "Lots of stuff. Leather bags, champagne, a traveling pouch, scarves, cashmere sweaters. A truck had to come to my house twice to deliver it all." This woman figures that within a month she pulled in some 200 gifts. Retail value: around...
...near Prague with my mother, sisters and brothers. My eldest brother, just 15, was left behind to be a soldier in Hitler's army, like my father. During our escape to the West, I was almost left behind during a rest stop. I had to run to catch the truck. On our 14-day journey to Cologne, a black American soldier gave us a bar of chocolate; it was sweeter than anything I have ever had in my life. My father and brother were captured by the Soviets and served time as prisoners of war before we could...