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Nyerere began his journey to greatness as a boy in the village of Butiama, near Lake Victoria, where he was born into the Zanaki, one of the smallest of Tanzania's more than 120 tribes. He finished at the top of his class at a British-run school and became the first person in the colony to attend university abroad, in Edinburgh, where, says a long-time observer of Tanzanian affairs, "he was captured by the ideology of the British Labor Party at the time. He is deeply involved in Fabian socialist principles, which he believed he could graft onto...
...threatening to cut off supplies of Häagen-Dazs to distributors who also carried Ben & Jerry's. Turning adversity into a publicity ploy, Ben & Jerry's gave customers thousands of T shirts and bumper stickers that poked fun at the Pillsbury corporate symbol by asking: WHAT'S THE DOUGH BOY AFRAID OF? Without admitting any wrongdoing, Pillsbury settled the complaint out of court...
...explanation for his resurrection from journeyman to 21-game winner, though the expanse of the Busch Stadium outfield, not to mention the outfielders themselves, must have had something to do with it. No matter how splendidly he pitches, Tudor seems to have difficulty enjoying it. While Landrum kept singing, "Boy, you should have seen the dugout vibrating; something was in the Cards," Tudor kept yawning, "It's just another ball game." After Royals Lefthander Danny Jackson held St. Louis off in the 6-1 fifth game, when a close call at the plate caused Manager Whitey Herzog to mutter...
...When I was a boy," says the yarn-spinning champion of St. Paul, Minn., "the storyteller in our family was uncle Lew Powell, who was my great uncle, my grandma's brother, who died only a couple of years ago, at the age of 93. In a family that tended to be a little withdrawn, taciturn, my uncle Lew was the friendliest. He had been a salesman, and he liked to drive around and drop in on people. He would converse, ask how we were doing in school, but there would be a point when he would get launched...
Just standing there in front of the microphone, Garrison Keillor has standing. Boy, does he. He is a big, weedy fellow, 6 ft. 4 in. tall, with horn-rims and a big shock of dark brown hair, snazzy in black tie and tails, red socks and galluses, and black sneakers with white stripes. When he is feeling rueful and self-mocking, which is fairly often because he is a shy man, he calls himself "America's tallest radio humorist." This, the listener is meant to understand, is the kind of hick distinction that small-town Midwesterners cherish, and Keillor...