Word: window
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...beside him, held his unfeeling hand, whispered into his now-deaf ear. His sisters, Jean Smith and Pat Lawford, hovered near by. Ted Kennedy, his shirttail flapping, strode back and forth, inspecting medical charts and asking what they meant. Outside on Lucas Street, beneath the fifth-floor window, hundreds of Angelenos gathered for the vigil; crowds were to be with Bobby Kennedy the rest of the week. A local printer rushed out 5,000 orange and black bumper stickers: PRAY FOR BOBBY. His daughter and other girls gave them away to all takers...
...check. Shouting and sounds of riot draw us around the corner of 110th St. A dozen students standing in front of a small white-pillared building are shouting up at a 15-story Columbia dormitory, Carmen Hall. About half hold beer cans. Student heads stick out from every third window in Carmen and yell back. I am told that those on the ground are Jocks from "Beta" (the Jock fraternity). The Pukes in Carmen are egging them on. This scene has happened in altered form a couple of times before, I am told; and the Jocks are both serious...
...parked cars. Because it is completely dark and Carmen is a skyscraper, no one saw it coming. Three water bombs suddenly splat in front of them. More shouting and Beta huddles on retaliation. A squad car pulls in front of Beta, talks to a Jock who leans in the window, and leaves. A bottle shatters among a half dozen Beta people. A lot of Jocks immediately attack Carmen, running across the street and scaling a 16-foot gate. A bottle brushes through a tree I am standing under and smashes on the sidewalk three feet away. It is disintegrated, powdered...
ANONYMITY encourages a student to throw a bottle out a high window without concern for hurting someone or fear of being spotted among a huge grid of windows. It is a feeling that leaves a greater sense of detachment from the administration. As an emotional act, sitting-in the president's office brought the argument of the demonstrators into an understandable reality. Before, their debate was not so much arrogant as unknown...
Last week, at Manhattan's Town Hall, Schickele presented his latest and most adventurous departure-a chamber-rock-jazz trio called The Open Window, made up of Schickele and Fellow Composers Robert Dennis and Stanley Walden. The group sang and played such instruments as electric piano, organ, bass clarinet and tambourine in a quirky kaleidoscope of their own songs (sample title: 4 a.m. June; The Sky Was Green). The result was a little like spinning a radio dial rapidly over stations that are broadcasting Glenn Gould, Oscar Peterson and the Beatles: fascinating but somewhat dizzying. Though...