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Word: breathes (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Everybody is really upset that science is misused," Weinrub said yesterday. "They see huge stockpiles of modern outmoded weapons. They find poison in their food. They are afraid to eat anything-afraid to go outside and take a deep breath...

Author: By Mark W. Oberle, | Title: Boston Scientists' Meeting to Hear Student Criticism | 12/19/1969 | See Source »

Just about the time I had him rising from his seat on the way to the cockpit, the no smoking - seat belt sign started flashing and a bell chimed. I held my breath as the engine slowed and the pilot came on the P. A. system to announce that we would be landing shortly in Philadelphia, Philadelphia? Who the hell did the pilot think he was landing in Philadelphia? What about the man with the black briefcase? What were the airlines doing making such suggestive announcements when they couldn't deliver the goods? Just another gimmick, I told myself. They...

Author: By Richard Bock, | Title: The Aviator Getting There | 12/18/1969 | See Source »

While the remaining field events were being decided, Roy Shaw and Colburn began a pair of triple performances that left Army's distance men gasping for breath. The Crimson swept the mile with Shaw winning in a time of 4:12. followed closely by Colburn and John Heyburn...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Wins in Distance Events Help Crimson Top Army | 12/15/1969 | See Source »

...choose to wear gloves and hats) or crouch like Milton's toad before the fireplace, burning old issues of The Advocate to keep warm. Exalted, we are artists, suffering through the cold moment of neglect. Our words perish in the brittle air; we are stunned at seeing our own breath dissolve in clouds above the table...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Advocate Rumors of Grandeur | 11/24/1969 | See Source »

...joined hands, and began a mad round dance-the music was still playing-around the base of the Monument. But it was much wider than we thought, and there were only eleven of us: we pleaded with people to join us. They just stared. Soon we ran out of breath, and we quit...

Author: By Sandy Bonder, | Title: On the Far Side of the Monument | 11/20/1969 | See Source »

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