Word: walke
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...stadium, the mood heightened. There was a tang of September in the Maine air. The low hum of excited people rose from the four-deep throngs along his route, burst into cheering as Jack Kennedy passed by. The glow of old-fashioned torches, hand-crayoned signs (I'D WALK A MILE FOR JACK) and chants from the youngsters ("Never fear, Jack is here") gave the first stop in his postcongressional campaign a feeling of a long-ago political rally...
...stray beyond the floodlights in the city parks at night is to invite a holdup, a mugging or worse. But Columbia University Professor Karl H. Menges, 52, who has seen some wild places in his time, thought he was in a civilized country as he took his evening walk one night last week past Morningside Park, which borders the Columbia campus. Half a dozen teen-agers stopped him, asked for a match, then as he hesitated beat him over the head with a heavy board and knocked him bleeding to the ground. Professor Menges got to his feet, whacked...
Short & Simple. "When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high," he wrote in Carousel, "and you'll never walk alone." In a hurricane, he could unerringly find the calm center: in 1943, when wartime headlines were black with death on coral beaches, Oklahoma! opened on Broadway, and Hammerstein's words carried across the world the picture of a beautiful morning, "a bright golden haze on the meadow." Just then, many people everywhere were grateful for the reminder that such a thing existed. In a slicker mood, he could be both cute and funny...
...actually amounts to an invitation to disaster: a group of insurrectionists mistake Ebenezer for a secret agent of Baltimore's and all but succeed in a plot to murder him. Enroute to America he loses his commission, falls into the hands of pirates and is forced to walk the plank. Miraculously, he makes his way to shore, where he encounters a drug-ravaged hag who turns out to be the girl of his dreams-a former London prostitute named Joan Toast. Shaken by all this, Ebenezer innocently signs away the family property and sees the family manor Maiden, turned...
...jump and, like every big man, he detests the 1,500-meter event that closes the two days of struggle. "The whole decathlon is ridiculous," says Johnson, "but the 1,500 meters is insanity." Why does he compete? Johnson gives the perfectionist's answer: "Because every time I walk out there, I think maybe I'll do a little better than the time before...