Word: friday
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Friday, November 21 HALLMARK HALL OF FAME (NBC, 8:30-10 p.m.). Director George Schaefer returns to television after a year's absence to pre side over "The File on Devlin," which stars Dame Judith Anderson, Elizabeth Ashley and David McCallum...
...Washington last week twice marred the peace kept by the overwhelming majority of demonstrators. Breaking off from the main force, an ad hoc collection of Crazies, Yippies, Mad Dogs, Weathermen and freelance fanatics numbering more than 1,000 banded together as the Revolutionary Contingent for the Vietnamese People. On Friday night, as nonviolent activities continued elsewhere in Washington, they tried to march on the South Vietnamese embassy. One chant along the way: "Two, four, six, eight/Organize and smash the state!" When District police blocked their path, the kids threw bottles and rocks. The police replied with tear gas. With...
...make the kind of deal I would have liked. This year." he added, "I'll be taking initiatives." Pierre Elliott Trudeau was still working at that resolution last week; he flew to New York for two weekend dates with Singer Barbra Streisand. There was dinner and dancing on Friday night, the Polish Lab Theater on Sunday, and a barrage of questions from gossip columnists. How serious was it? When newsmen asked that question, the swinging Prime Minister merely grinned, turned to an aide and said, "Arrest that...
Sometime after sundown on Friday, we stopped at this place just off Delaware's John F. Kennedy Memorial Highway. As far as roadside rest areas go, it wasn't any Howard Johnson's. Lacking the proper blandness, the place was creatively ugly. Most of it consisted of nothing but a central lobby, plastic glassy skylights, and a semi-cubistic chandelier. All in all, little more than a retarded version of Miami Beach. Except that off to one side of the lobby, roped off with velvet covered ropes, was a plaster bust of JFK painted to look bronze...
...Washington we entered Friday morning loomed grey and chill. To our bleary eyes, that was only fitting. Yet, as we drove along, our spirits began to pick up; and by the time we reached midtown. we were exulting. The streets were crawling with freaks! Painted cars, beads, all the paraphernalia; smiles, laughter, peace signs, camaraderie. Even the March of Death, staggered and otherwise unimpressive at that hour, was vibrating with our kind of people. As Ferlinghetti might say, the air was alive with love. How could anything go wrong...