Word: liquor
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...little group of 'bout three or four pieces. Had a fella slappin' a washboard" -- George made a washboard-slapping gesture--"and a fella on violin, and Drag. They would go all around to little picnics, and backyard parties, and wakes and weddin's. Wherever they could find food and liquor." He smiled...
...Never did get no money in them days. They would play for food and drinks. Drag was a carpenter in the day time." He paused. "Now all that liquor, that's what got Drag started drinkin'. Man, we used to drink anything," he laughed softly, and got sort of a devilish look in his eye. "Canned heat, hair tonic. I mean we drank some terrible stuff. I gave it up finally. Don't drink nothin' now. But you take Drag. Now, Drag say he can take all that stuff. Say he never been sick from it. That's true until...
...first staff meetings after becoming managing editor of LIFE in 1961, George Hunt cited one of his goals: "We must revive the spirit of Lincoln Steffens." LIFE soon exposed corruption in the New York State Liquor Authority, and its articles led to the conviction for bribery of L. Judson Morhouse, one of the state's leading politicians. Since then, LIFE has published dozens of investigative stories, including revelations about the machinations of the Mafia, the racket of doctors who take advantage of fat women with reducing programs, and the unsavory acquaintances of former Missouri Senator Edward V. Long...
...also write more stuff more easily during the late afternoon following a good night's sleep, a shower, and a meager meal than I do at other times. Sometimes I can do some pretty good stuff after a couple of beers from the icebox. But never after any hard liquor; the only think I like then is sex or unconsciousness. It is easier to write while the Pentangle's record is playing than during anything by the Beatles (they're too distracting...
...scene: Hank, an Ivy-League-looking married math teacher and his lover, Larry; Bernard, a cool black; Emory, a prissy, feminine interior decorator. By the time Harold (the birthday boy), Cowboy (a hustler being given to Harold for the night as a gift) and Alan appear, the flow of liquor has locked all those present into a violent carnival of sadistic-masochistic emotional destruction; no one may leave until he touches the bottom of his soul and accepts what he finds there...