Word: wife
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...might mention in passing that Trout Fishing in America is basically a collection of snapshots of author, wife, and title traipsing around the country, and that it is the most sensitive portrayal of warm, wet garbage in the U.S. that has ever been written...
...World War II. Can you escape it if you become a soldier? You will not have to choose to kill the man or even to follow the order to kill the man who has a baby who throws up and a wife who has babies and a dog who makes water on his garden ("He doesn't forget...
...yourself to the fact that you were in for occasional cataloguings of his armourystone axes, copper axes, bronze axes, double-bladed axes, faceted axes, polygonal axes, scalloped axes, hammer axes, adze axes, Mesopotamian axes, Hungarian axes, Nordic axes, and all of them looking pretty moth-eaten. It was his wife we objected to. Her name was Leda, but he called her Tip. She was very small and her hair, eyes, and skin though naturally of different shades, were all muddy. She seldom sat--she perched on things--and liked to cock her head a little to one side. Nora...
...partly because it was "about Mexico," and could be found prominently displayed on the paperback racks in all the Sanborn's in Mexico City. And, too, there was something irksomely cultish about the Lowry fans I had met. They talked of Malcolm and Margerie, rather than Lowry and his wife. They had visited all the places in the book. Hadn't Malcolm got that one just right, and now I know exactly how he felt, and drunk too! even though Lowry had lived in Mexico thirty years ago when nothing could possibly have been the same, when the chasm between...
Backing into the newspaper business as a $100 investor in the nearly defunct Marion Star, Harding built it into a modest moneymaker, Russell claims, though apparently it was Harding's wife Florence (the "Duchess") who strong-armed both the newspaper and the man into success. A virago of a woman five years older than her "Wurr'n," she was the one driving masculine principle in her husband's life-the force that thrust him upward out of the comfortable country editor's chair in which Harding liked to slump in a "digestive trance" after lunch...