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Word: wagoner (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Transport Ministry. "For the love of me," he says, "I do not know why we can have one of the best air forces in the world-sorry, the best -and one of the worst train services. You see, I am not a humble man. But you just watch this wagon move from...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Israel: Cabinet of Hawks | 12/26/1969 | See Source »

Circle Theatre-Lee Marvin, Clint Eastwood, and Jean Seberg in Paint Your Wagon. Rocking chair scats, if you want to rock. At the intersection of Beacon St. and Chestnut Hill...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Things You May Be Forced To Do If You're All Alone This Weekend | 12/19/1969 | See Source »

...evident on the morning of our arrival at the Bowle. A well dressed alumni wife, spying the Moratorium buttons worn by my date and I, shouting to her fellow pre-noon cocktail party imbibers, "Oh, not another one this week": tow short-haired mid-fortyish couples in the station wagon next to my car, upon seeing my comb my beard. remarking, "Take a look at that creep, will...

Author: By Alfred LAWRENCE Toombs, | Title: YALE'S RUBBER CHICKEN | 12/5/1969 | See Source »

...University of Texas, police used clubs and Mace to disperse a crowd of 1,000 students and nonstudents who had gathered at the campus Union to protest a new decision that makes the Chuck Wagon snack bar off-limits for nonstudents. The decision was made by the student-dominated Union board following charges by the Austin district attorney that the snack bar was a hotbed of dope pushing and prostitution. This time the police were called by a student: Steve Van, 21, president...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Campus Communique: Muscle and Mercy | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

...Moratorium people had pitched a series of tents along the edge of the Potomac. There was also a Red Cross vehicle, a refreshment wagon, and a couple of portable johns. To march against death, you had to line up in the dark, the Potomac peacefully smacking somewhere near your feet, then slowly pass through each of the tents, picking up buttons and candles and placards in the process. The lines of people were almost silent, more interested in conserving warmth than maintaining conversation. From up close, they looked like the docile victims of a concentration camp, but when viewed from...

Author: By Gregg J. Kilday, | Title: Memoirs of a Would-be Street lighter | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

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