Word: crossroads
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...plenty of protection-from some 1,000 military police sent by President Johnson, from 1,900 federalized Alabama National Guards men, from platoons of U.S. marshals and FBI men. Miles ahead of the marchers, demolition experts searched each bridge, each underpass. Rifle-bearing troops were stationed at every crossroad along the route. Long before the demonstrators arrived at their overnight bivouacs, a thin line of soldiers swept cautiously across each field to check for mines, bombs or booby traps...
...Ulysses' voyage home was a pleasure cruise. "The life expectancy of a stranded driver walking on an expressway," said an official of Detroit's Automobile Manufacturers' Association last week, "is perhaps 30 seconds." His expectancy is diminishing constantly as superhighways lace the land, bypassing towns, eliminating crossroad garages...
...housewife to open the Book Pedlar. "AMERICANISM and our Christian heritage is [sic] the sheme and story of the Book Pedlar," she says in a small printed note of explanation. "Today, with the realization that we are living in an age when the world stands at a great spiritual crossroad--there is a definite need to distinguish truth from error. Militant atheism is waging a concerted battle for the control of the minds of men...and Americans are challenged to meet this threat. In addition, socialistic and tolitaritan [sic] forms of government threaten to dilute our American principle of 'government...
Lodge makes no apology for the cutback in his campaign schedule. He simply saw no sense in trying to hit every hamlet and crossroad in the U.S. "I'm not running for alderman," he once exploded. "I'm running for Vice President." Thus, after one trip to Plattsburg, N.Y., where only a handful of people showed up, Lodge complained: "What a waste of time. I was shaking hands with myself...
...husband, in his absence the cool young wife gives herself to the boy, dryly observing: "You're just like him-only half his age, weaker and more stupid." In a cruel final scene, as husband and wife head homeward, the man pulls his car up to a crossroad, immobilized by circumstances and the contradictions of his own nature, literally asking himself which way to turn. The camera pulls back to watch the car squatted there, frozen in time, unforgettable, a frail heap of nuts and bolts suddenly alive with one man's pride, guilt, confusion and despair...