Word: virginia
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Yahoo!" whooped Robert Byrd, the Senate majority leader. Standing on the dais in a crowded Washington banquet room, the usually dour West Virginia Democrat tore off his dinner jacket, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a fiddle and began sawing away. Some 1,300 hand-clapping, foot-stomping guests at the Washington Press Club's annual salute to Congress followed him through rousing choruses of Rye Whiskey, Cumberland Gap and the new Administration's anthem, Amazing Grace. "My word," cried one amused Senator, South Carolina's Fritz Hollings, "they're going to have us all born...
...same heavy snow leveled a horse barn in Windham, Me., but four horses trapped under the snow and twisted metal were dug out alive. Sturdy North Dakotans of Scandinavian descent, long since inured to cold, broke out booster buttons proclaiming: MINUS 40 BELOW KEEPS THE RIFFRAFF OUT. When West Virginia's Governor Jay Rockefeller insisted on being inaugurated outdoors in Charleston's 0° weather, local wags quipped, "We always figured it would be a cold day in hell when a New Yorker would become Governor here." The situation was hardly funny, however, to the 25 inauguration watchers...
...Behave yourself now," Jimmy Carter admonished his high school classmate Virginia Williams in front of the white clapboard railroad depot. "And if you get in trouble, don't call me." Then Virginia, her husband Frank and 380 other Plains folk boarded the 18 red-blue-and-silver cars of the Peanut Special-an Amtrak train leased for fun and bound for glory. At exactly 1 p.m., as Jimmy stood in the windy 10° F. weather, waving a gloved hand and flashing the famous teeth, the Peanut Special began to pull away from Plains-the first passenger train...
Other performers got some helpful hints from Elizabeth Taylor later in the week. In a special lecture at the University of Virginia, the actress told her audience of drama students that she may do some directing. "It fascinates me at this moment in my life even more than acting. The more you enjoy yourself onstage, the less the audience does," she advised. "The more you cry onstage, the less the audience cries. If you become too self-indulgent, you become too cliquish." Was there a role she had always wanted to do, but never had the chance? asked a student...
...first four hours, which bring Kunta Kinte, Haley's own great-great-great-great-great-grandfather from a happy childhood in an African village to a flogging in the slave quarters of a Virginia plantation, offer almost no new insights, factual or emotional, about the most terrible days of the black experience. Instead, there is a handy compendium of stale melodramatic conventions by which, since abolitionist days, popularizers have tried to comprehend a crime so monstrous that, like the Holocaust, it is beyond anyone's ability to re-create in intelligent dramatic terms...