Word: wouldn
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...meeting was largely organizational. We elected officers, and voted to change meeting times so that the Radcliffe feminist group's meeting time wouldn't conflict with ours--so gay women on campus could attend both groups. We listened to a short presentation by a representative of the Cambridge Gay Political Caucus, who talked about Saundra Graham's campaign for state rep from Cambridge. We broke up for cider and cookies, and I was intimidated by the fact that everyone but me seemed to know everyone else, so I left...
...expression contorted, my eyebrows curled, my moustache winced. I didn't know anyone by that name. It could have been one of my section leaders, but if that were the case, he wouldn't have known my name. It couldn't have been Bill Cleary the hockey coach, because (a) my ankles turn when I skate and (b) he'd never call anyone with a resume like mine...
...effects, each instrument stand in the orchestra had been hooked up to a microphone controlled by sound engineers, and stabbing rays of laser light began crisscrossing the bowl. As the music changed in intensity, the laser beams changed in shape. Said an exuberant Zubin: "This was an adventure. I wouldn't do a Beethoven symphony this way, but surely other music could be enhanced with electronics." The appreciative audience of 17,500 gave the maestro a nine-minute ovation, and all agreed that the galactic goings-on were indeed out of this world...
...small town that has housed such notable transients as Albert Einstein and Svetlana Alliluyeva, McPhee is an oddity: a celebrated Princeton native. "I wouldn't stay here if my work didn't take me away for such extended periods," he says. "This place is my fixed foot." A staff writer at The New Yorker ("The job translates as 'unsalaried freelance'") since 1965, McPhee enjoys a freedom from deadlines that would tempt most journalists into sloth and several other deadly sins. Not McPhee. Reporting completed and notes arranged, he marches into a routine now familiar to members...
...Saturday night we're talking about hockey. When I went to last week's game against U. of Vermont the guards wouldn't let me in just because I didn't have a ticket. Eventually I did get in but had I arrived on time I would have been decapitated by a puck that landed in the space reserved...