Word: handful
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Dates: during 1970-1970
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...President, nor do they like his opening the door to increased oil imports from foreign producers. What is more, Texas-always a key state politically-is vital to Nixon's strategy for 1972. Connally helped Democrat Lloyd Bentsen win a Senate seat this year from Nixon's hand-picked candidate, Representative George Bush. Nixon failed to carry Texas in either 1960 or 1968; the state's 26 electoral votes could be the difference between winning and losing in 1972. By luring Connally to Washington, Nixon could win a strong protagonist or at least neutralize a potential antagonist...
...have talked a great deal with the individual . . . I believe he is sincere in his intention to defect to this country. The defector is definitely in fear of his life. At this time, indications are that regardless of what we do, he will go over the side [if we hand him back] as soon as we depart this area...
...plane with Santa Claus faces painted on its sides-and Auger flew into Santa Monica and Los Angeles with a sack over his shoulder. Local civic clubs would arrange for scores of kids to greet him: "The kids would all gang up around the airplane and I'd hand out all kinds of goodies." He did it for nearly ten years, but he was working as hard as he had in Stockton and, once again, his heart forced him to quit...
...Erie Canal (Doubleday, $4.50) is the 30th book by Peter Spier, a Dutch-born, academy-trained artist whose illustrations are to most juvenile scenery what a Tiepolo ceiling is to a hand-decorated pup tent. Too many children's books present lumpily massive, poster-hued semi-primitive drawings that intrigue for only one or two cheerful skim-throughs. Spier, by contrast, spends months accumulating visual research and folios of tiny sketches for his subjects. When he shows the 19th century harbor of Honfleur (in Hurrah, We're Outward Bound!) or the 18th century Thameside (in London Bridge...
...head of a horde of kids all armed with packages of sticky candy and plenty of wrappers. Another mau-mau Ph.D. didn't even need a gang. He would just turn up at the OEO office with a crocus sack full of "ice picks, switchblades, straight razors, hand grenades and Molotov cocktails and dump it on a desk, claiming he's just taken the stuff off 'my boys last night.' " Concludes Wolfe: "They'd lay money on this man's ghetto youth like it was now or never...