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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...last time I would sit in that U-shaped wind tunnel...

Author: By Alvar J. Mattei, | Title: Plays I Will Not Forget | 11/19/1987 | See Source »

...lead and Dick MacPherson quickly summoned the old coach from the press box. "The greatness of Syracuse football, the tradition of it, is Ben Schwartzwalder," says his second successor, now seven years on the job. "The kids just love him. He tells them stories and gets them out of wind sprints." They carried Ben off the field after Penn State was finished, 48-21. Really, they were carrying something else back...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Carried Away In Syracuse | 11/16/1987 | See Source »

Despite the diplomatic obstacles ahead, Nicaragua's overture promises to put fresh wind in the listless sails of Central America's peace process. While no one seriously believed an enduring peace would settle over the region on Nov. 5, as called for by the pact, Arias had repeatedly warned that negotiations were at an "impasse" that could be broken only if the Sandinistas yielded on the cease-fire talks. Though the Reagan Administration has never been happy with the accord, the proposal has so far survived, if only because no leader wants to be seen as the man who killed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Central America Eyeing a Dialogue | 11/16/1987 | See Source »

...avoid a National Guard checkpoint set up near the town plaza. Nearly everyone knows someone who has disappeared or died at the hands of the military, so why risk trouble? In Chalatenango province, near the border with Honduras, the locals stay away from the rutted dirt paths that wind through the green hills. Unwary travelers have lost feet or legs to land mines planted by rebel troops of the Farabundo Marti National Liberation Front...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: El Salvador: Riddled with Fear | 11/16/1987 | See Source »

...waving its resinous perfume beneath the moonface's nose, which raises in haughty shock as his jaw drops in horror and I sense Ginsburg #2 has made a mistake, for the governor is grabbing and clawing in my direction, shouting vague absurdities into the dry desert wind and, groping with his foot, finds and attacks the yacht's brakes and, spinning desertward once again, mortified terror replayed afresh, we reach a dustcloud stop...

Author: By Rutger Fury, | Title: On the Road | 11/10/1987 | See Source »

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