Word: everyday
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...overwhelming majority of people who are classified as blind can, in fact, see and function as sighted persons in most important areas of everyday life," writes Scott. "There is nothing inherent in the condition that requires a blind person to be docile, dependent or helpless. Blindness is a social role that people must learn to play. Blind men are made...
Scott admits that the agencies are not exclusively to blame. Many of them have tried genuine rehabilitation with their patients and have been rebuffed. "The blind person who deliberately thrusts himself into the everyday life of the community is soon treated as a nuisance; the blindness worker who pursues too seriously the goal of reintegration soon wears out his welcome. There is an unacknowledged desire on the part of the public to avoid contact with blind persons, a covert yet stubborn resistance to any genuine movement of blind people from the agency back into the mainstream of community life." Although...
...learned pretty quickly that I like to mingle sex and art only rarely. Art is powerful as long as it transcends the everyday. Without distorting reality it catapults it into a higher plane of sensation. Certain sublime moments in life can simulate the best art (or vice-versa). And certainly a divine fusing of sex and art, like. Mollie Brown's solliloquoy, raises both to an incredibly exciting level...
...caught up with the band by then. Sammy started to blow his trumpet again, and the music went on. Everybody was so cool about the whole thing. It really was an everyday occurrence. Run your tail out of the way of the man with the gun, make sure he's not coming after you, then go on about your business. Today, their business was music, dancing and good times, and they went rolling right on. The second line reformed. They shouted, they danced, they bumped and ground. The trumpets blared, the clarinet soared, the bass drum throbbed, the trombones moaned...
...Getter No. 2 was one of his sons, Michel Charles. With his brother John, he bought seats on the New York Stock Exchange right after its reorganization in 1869 and proceeded to make the most of those free and easy times when rigging the market was one of the everyday facts of life. Quite appropriately, Wall Streeters referred to the amateur investors as "lambs." The $2,490,000 that Michel Charles left in 1935, when he finally died at 88, bailed the Bouviers out of the financial doldrums-for a while...