Word: windowing
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Every day last year, at dusk and in the morning, I watched, from a kitchen window in Scotland, the flash of the May Isle Lighthouse, eight miles out in the North Sea. On that island there are still keepers, but most lighthouse have now been automated. The buildings that the keepers and their families used to live in, when they haven't been destroyed outright, are mostly left empty, unprotected from vandals, storms and decay...
...well as at the 232 Catholic colleges and universities in the U.S. Some 30 years ago, such institutions offered a good, if sometimes narrow, education to children of the Catholic ghetto, few of whom broke away to the wider world of Yale or Radcliffe. Not so today. Following the window-opening influence of the Second Vatican Council in the mid-1960s, many Catholic schools broadened their curricula, admitted more non-Catholic students, turned control of their boards -- and sometimes the president's office -- over to laymen and enforced rigorous standards of academic research...
...widow who lives downstairs with her teenage son. But two days later, a car nearly knocked the Sleds' 14-year-old nephew off his bike. "Nigger, what are you doing around here?" the driver shouted. A week later, two wooden fence posts crashed through Wilbur's dining room window, the penalty for welcoming the Sleds to the neighborhood. "It doesn't seem like America with people acting like this," she says...
Three weeks after they arrived, arsonists set a fire beside their car. The next night Donald kept a vigil at the back-porch window. Then he dozed off. He was awakened at 1 a.m. to find their 1976 Chevy Impala in flames. Across the street four young men laughed and shouted, "Let the car burn. Niggers don't need to be in Melrose Park." One night as Stephanie set out for her cashier's job, several youths waved a rope and taunted her with threats of a lynching. Later a crude wooden cross was burned on the lawn...
When I ordered my dish at the open window of the apparently nameless restaurant next to the Thai food kitchen, I could see two boys sitting in the kitchen, shelling the peas that I would eat, and scrambling eggs in the hugest wok I had ever seen. Minutes after I placed my order, a supermarket blue-and-white ceramic plate full of "fried rice with pork and shrimps" was placed in front...