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Acknowledging that a White House contender might have a roving eye was daring enough in those days. The real twist, however, was that Tracy, the flawed husband, would still make a great President, especially in comparison with the corrupt political professionals around him. For a while, they persuade him to mount the standard campaign of dealmaking, double-talk and false promises, until Hepburn brings him back to his senses and to her. But at that point he drops out of the race. Daring or not, State of the Union played by the unwritten rule: A movie can argue that...
...player Nykesha Sales the chance to break the UConn scoring record. He and Villanova Coach Harry Perretta created a two-play game-within-the-game in which Sales was allowed an uncontested basket to let her break the record, and Villanova was allowed a reciprocal freebie. (In an ironic twist, ESPN Magazine reported yesterday that a mistake in the record-keeping of an earlier game led to an incorrect point total for Sales, and she has not technically broken the record...
Field Farm--This unusual B&B more closelyresembles a Frank Lloyd Wright creation than atypical Berkshire abode. Its sprawling geometricshape spans the 296-acre privately owned grounds,complete with pond, pool, tennis courts and skitrails. Formerly owned by an art collector, thisunique modern estate is a different twist on thetraditional...
...house north of San Francisco in Mill Valley, up a road that wound through 100-ft. redwoods and past a splashing stream. Then the winter rains started. Toward the end of January, the couple's driveway had started to heave. A week later, the house began to torque and twist so that windows cracked and doors hung askew. "You'd better get out," city inspectors advised. Within two hours, the Ragsdales and two dozen friends started filing in and out of the house like ants, loading a truck with the couple's possessions. A short time later, the Ragsdales were...
...plan satisfied me for just a short while, but before long I realized what I really wanted out of life. While the academic drama of my life was playing itself out in the friendly confines of Harvard Yard, I added a little twist. I bought a fistful of harmonicas and a cheap guitar. Suddenly, I knew what I wanted to be: Bob Dylan--or, at the very least, a living legend. I was in dire need of some practice, but I thought that with a grin and a fancy guitar pick, I'd be able...