Word: answered
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...speech was over, a reporter quickly probed one of Kennedy's vulnerabilities. To scattered boos from the crowd, he asked whether Kennedy's separated wife Joan would participate in his campaign. Smiling broadly, Kennedy turned to Joan, who appeared nervous and replied in a quavering voice, "The answer is that I look forward to campaigning for my husband." Ted led the applause for his wife, and behind them their twelve-year-old son Patrick brushed tears from his eyes...
Seismologists now believe they have part of the answer. Using oil-exploration equipment, they bounced sound waves off the subterranean rock where the tremors were centered. The echoes yielded a surprising profile of this hidden structure...
...answer, as shell-shocked defenders throughout the league can attest, was an emphatic yes. And if he is not as well known at the car-rental counter as OJ. Simpson, on the football field, bird-legged, black-bearded Dan Fouts (as in shouts) has become as potent an offensive weapon as the airport baggage hurdler was in his prime. In just 10 games, Fouts has passed for a league-leading 2,479 yds., and his 63.2% completion percentage puts him first among the N.F.L.'s 28 starting quarterbacks. On his strong arm, the Chargers climbed to a tie with...
...great President." Seib conceded, however, that "we of the media like conflict, tension, the suspense of contest. We like these things because they make good copy. Our banner might well carry the motto 'Let's You and Him Fight'... We desperately need a contest." That answer doesn't satisfy New York's Lieutenant Governor Mario M. Cuomo, a Carter Seib of the Post supporter. He accuses the press of being "in love with Ted Kennedy" and adds: "Jimmy Carter is a bore, and I think the media cannot tolerate a bore. That...
...grow larger. I cover my face, bring my feet together, and fall into the brush. At the trailer, Don hears loud snapping and sends out one of his assistants. Sal. Sal sprints across the field and comes to the edge of the woods. "You O.K.?" he yells. "Yeah," I answer. Sal bounds through the brush, crying, "It's the greatest, ain't it just the greatest?" "Yeah...