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...darkest Russia, none of it convincingly in focus. In New Hampshire, for instance, Author Hyde has the Soviet bad guys, who are driving a small runabout, stop off at a farm to pick up a cord of wood, a quantity that would founder anything short of a sizable truck. Soviet village scenes do not seem any more real. The book's most enduring enigma is why, having equipped his tale with the scaffolding of romance, Hyde keeps his reunited lovers separate for all but a few exceedingly decorous pages...
...contradictions implicit in the U.S. need for illegal Mexican farm laborers once produced a strange harvest on a truck farm near El Mirage, Ariz. The farm grew a vegetable called broccoli di rapa, a plant that needs lots of irrigation, so the surrounding fields were muddy...
...resettlement officials, all but about 400 have scattered to other locations after falling frequent victim to street crime. In Minnesota's Ramsey County, where some 8,000 Hmong took residence in the late 1970s, nearly half are still on welfare. Says Xang Vang, a Hmong who operates a truck farm: "There are tremendous numbers of Hmong who sit in their living room watching TV. These people know how to fire guns in the jungle. Here there is nothing...
...great, it's great, we are going home," one of the Americans called out to journalists. The TWA pilot, Captain John Testrake, shook hands with some Lebanese bystanders and then climbed into the lead Red Cross car. The convoy was headed by a Lebanese Army truck with an antiaircraft gun, and there were others mounted with heavy machine guns. Shortly before beginning their 3 1/2-hour drive to Damascus, the Americans were given flowers, farewell tokens from their captors. Reporters were kept away by militiamen, who fired shots into the air and rolled unprimed grenades toward the startled newsmen...
Manuel Martins Simtoes had been a truck driver in Lisbon, but when he got to Newark in 1974, he worked on a construction gang during the week and waited on tables weekends. Eventually, he saved enough money to buy a restaurant. "The building was really broken down and dirty," Simoes says, "but my wife and I rebuilt the whole thing and put in a private dining room and a barbecue in the back." After seven years, he sold the place for a $185,000 profit and returned to Lisbon to set himself and his brother up in business and live...