Word: way
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...ready to hit the word processor, McGuane heads out to his office, a freestanding shed with a porch overlooking the banks of the Boulder River. By the door is a fishing rod he keeps just in case the trout start to jump. Fishing, McGuane explains, is just another way for him to stay in touch with the "spirit and poetry of the natural world." Maintaining a primal connection to the environment is essential to McGuane, for both his peace of mind and his work. "I feel strongly that writers need to be some place," he says. "The real thing...
Such tactics, activists contend, are the only way to jolt the public's fickle attention back to the AIDS epidemic. "A lot of the AIDS stories are old news, so we have to be enticing to make reporters cover them," says Pat Christen, executive director of the mainstream San Francisco AIDS Foundation. As for vandalism, ACT UP member Mark Kostopoulos declares, "It's easier to scrape off paint than raise the dead...
...football. "It was strange to me, but I had my size, strength and speed going for me, and I learned as I played," he says. Azusa Pacific football coach Jim Milhon recalls that a teammate once jokingly brought out a cardboard sign with an arrow showing Okoye which way to run. During his three years on the Azusa team, the Nigerian scored 33 touchdowns and won a berth in the 1987 Senior Bowl, where he scored four times. N.F.L. scouts were soon on to Okoye's case. "He's big, strong and fast," says Mihon, "but there's more...
...pieces of mail an hour and shows no mercy. A postal clerk has about a second to read an address and punch in the first three digits of the ZIP code, which is then translated into a bar-code symbol for sorting mail by carrier route. With no way to slow down the machine, the clerk is like Lucille Ball in her comic routine at a candy factory. One moment, Lucy is standing at the conveyor belt blithely wrapping individual candies; the next she is stuffing unwrapped chocolates under her hat, down her dress and into her bulging mouth. Fudge...
They had reached safe harbor on a sail and a prayer. In the past 21 months alone, more than 40,000 Vietnamese boat people pitched their way across the South China Sea to Hong Kong, mostly in rickety, open vessels. Last week 51 of them -- eight men, 17 women and 26 children -- learned they had risked their lives for nothing. Awakened at 3 a.m. at the Phoenix House refugee detention center in Kowloon, they were asked to gather their belongings, then herded into trucks by government personnel, some equipped with batons and shields. From there they were taken...