Word: walleted
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...eighth and take his seat for the final innings. The seat would be so comfortable that you'd remain there until the final out, and thus become entangled in the mad post-game rush to the exits. And if you managed to escape that jungle with your wallet still intact, you'd then have to contend with the five o'clock rush at the subway station, which ensured but one thing--that your standing-room-only day had just begun...
...sport is not for the faint of heart or the weak of wallet. Skates can cost upwards of $100, gloves $65, shin pads $35, protective pants $50, helmet $22, elbow pads $20, shoulder pads $25, a stick $8, and other accessories $25. The parents of a small-scale Bernie Parent have to shell out even more. Goalie leg pads alone cost up to $150. Yet even in the depths of recession, business has never been better. At the Boston Bruins Pro Shop, sales of equipment are up 57% over last winter. At Atlanta's Igloo Ice Skating Rink, parents...
...much of it in mail orders. Other kitchenware sellers may receive orders from out of town; only Bridge regularly gets them from Paris, where gourmets request recherche items like his tiny pea-size melon scoops. Yet despite the curmudgeonly manner, Bridge has permitted success to go only to his wallet, not his head. He refuses to open a branch store, for example, because quality controls could not be maintained. Such elevated standards recently led TV Chef Julia Child to pronounce the Bridge company "reasonable, personal and full of things you just can't get anywhere else." Many of those...
...moments of doubt (which is to say most of the '60s), Melish calms himself by meditating on the contents of his wallet. There is a secret-society pin, a silver matchbook from his wedding and-not to be believed-a condom. Melish is a clear case of arrested development, a closet sentimentalist carrying a cherished artifact of his hot-to-trot days at a time when everyone else seems to be in full gallop...
...trotted the other way. With a thoroughly modern sense of noblesse oblige, he told newsmen later, "I uttered a rude word in Neapolitan and made an internationally understood gesture with my right arm before disappearing into the fog." The kidnapers were not so lucky. One of them left his wallet and identification in the wrecked car, which the police hope will lead to the capture of the whole bunch...