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With his somewhat wooden speaking style, Thompson campaigned intelligently and energetically seven days a week. The strapping (6 ft. 6 in., 200 Ibs.) Thompson also put on slacks and cowboy boots to appear more folksy. He pictured the genial but ineffectual Hewlett, who had been Illinois' secretary of state, as the embodiment of old-style politics. Thompson now has his work cut out for him: he has only a two-year term and faces a cantankerous legislature controlled by the Democrats. But his smashing win has catapulted him into national prominence as a possible Republican presidential contender...
Anyone who has ever crooned in a shower will get a tingle out of Amazing Grace-America in Song, a 90-minute special that many PBS stations will telecast on Wednesday night, Oct. 27. Mixing sea chanteys, Victorian parlor songs and cowboy laments, swinging from gospel to Cole Porter to Charles Ives to Billie Holiday, Producer-Director Allan Miller has created a musical mosaic that reflects the variety and vitality of American song...
...also a man of many talents. Joe Perkins first came to our attention two years ago at the big Bruno-Bob Duckham match. As we were collecting our tickets a huge yahoo in a cowboy suit was threatening a security guard with a bullwhip. He was clearly out of his mind on one of a number of drugs. Violence seemed imminent. Just as the storm seemed likely to break a slender, unassuming young man stepped up to the gate. Tex was flailing his bullwhip, and it seemed very likely that the young man in the brown doubleknit suit would...
Then, in one of the most amazing displays of charismatic presence we had ever seen, in or out of the ring, the slender, unassuming man humbled the cowboy twice his size with a single sentence; "Listen, man, do you know who I am? I'm Joe Perkins." The boohoo, now gentle as a hypnotized kitten, was then led in by the ring police to a three dollar seat. Mysteriously as he had appeared, Joe Perkins suddenly vanished...
Grogan knows little and cares less about the sophisticated Boston scene. He rarely ventures beyond the Patriots' headquarters in suburban Foxboro. Besides, Back Bay is hardly the style of a man whose cowboy boots were scuffed not by walking sidewalks but by trudging over furrows. As he puts it in Grogan plain-style: "We don't have anything like Boston in Kansas...