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...they cleared the Square, police burst into Massachusetts Avenue businesses, clubbing demonstrators and clientele. Six police entered the Waldorf Cafeteria in pursuit of rioters, beat the rioters to the floor, and dragged them back to the sidewalk. Waldorf customers threw chairs at the police and refused to leave the restaurant. Some administered first aid to two injured demonstrators...

Author: By Peter D. Kramer, | Title: Little Ironies, Bloody Heads | 4/16/1970 | See Source »

...twenty-eight a. m. on Wednesday, March 25, was a very special moment in the life of Bennett Beach and, at the same time, in the history of the MBTA. As I emerged from the subway exit and read the time on the top of the Waldorf Cafeteria building in Harvard Square, I realized with satisfaction that I was the new holder of the cherished MBTA endurance record-20:04 consecutive hours on the subways...

Author: By Bennett H. Beach, | Title: Red, Blue, Green, Orange-A Subway Odyssey | 4/11/1970 | See Source »

...Suddenly a man explained to me what to do," he said. "I had all sorts of theories, but that this could be a cafeteria would have never occurred to me even if I had sat there a million years. And I compare this to people who ask questions about the Almighty, 'Why does He behave so? 'Why does He behave so? It was for me difficult to fathom that I was in a cafeteria, and who knows where...

Author: By Paul G. Kleinman, | Title: Talking with Isaac Bashevis Singer | 4/9/1970 | See Source »

...remember that I went to a cafeteria," he said. "So I thought it was a restaurant. I sat down at a table, and I waited for the waiter to come over and bring me something. He didn't bring me anything. So I had all kinds of threories. I said, 'Why does he ignore me? Does he recognize that I am a foreigner?' "His voice had become taut. I leaned forward in anticipation," And I saw that this restaurant had hundreds of waiters," he continued more calmly. "Everybody carried a tray. So with so many waiters, they...

Author: By Paul G. Kleinman, | Title: Talking with Isaac Bashevis Singer | 4/9/1970 | See Source »

Where does he live now? Near a cafeteria, of course. "I still go to the cafeteria once in a while, but at least I have learned," Singer said wryly. "I know now exactly what happens." Mrs. Singer pushed his coffee closer to him. "No no, I like to talk and cat," he protested. "The food tastes better when you talk." Mrs. Singer tried to interest me in some toast with strawberry jam. I wasn't hungry, so she spread the jam thickly on a half-slice of toast and gave it to her husband...

Author: By Paul G. Kleinman, | Title: Talking with Isaac Bashevis Singer | 4/9/1970 | See Source »

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