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...gotten a lot more restrictive since, but we still have our leases," Holliday adds. He points to the observation sombrero, where visitors pay 50 cents to ride 165 feet to the brim and look out over the highway. "To us it's just a big billboard. We needed some southbound exposure off the interstate...
...doing a "phenomenal" business preparing resumes for people seeking jobs down South. Perhaps the only business doing better than placement agencies is the moving trade. United Van Lines transported 533 households from Michigan to Texas in 1980, up from 293 the year before. UHaul's one-way southbound traffic in rental trucks has been so brisk that it creates chronic shortages up North...
...station, their trains into the city would be half an hour behind schedule. Fearing that the delays could be much longer, thousands of travelers took to their cars. But just as rush hour reached its bumper-to-bumper peak, a 4-sq.-ft. section of cement roadbed in the southbound lane of Manhattan's elevated West Side highway suddenly collapsed and tumbled to the ground below. While a repair crew patched the hole with a metal plate traffic backed up for three hours. Said one fatigued driver who reached his office at noon: "It's like Berlin after...
...helping build his 97-ft.-long schooner. Her hold can accommodate 150 tons of freight and haul it cheaply and cleanly along the New England coast, or south to Haiti, into the Caribbean, and back. As recently as the early 1900s, schooners carried most of New England's southbound ice, fish, lumber and granite, returning with molasses and coal. But not for 40 years has such a commercial vessel been built, and Ackerman intends to turn a profit with this one. "It better," he proclaims, "and it will." Like his vessel, Ackerman is a throwback. A fiercely independent Yankee...
...techniques. She cuts rapidly back and forth between characters and blends past, present and future: "Right now she was still in the same ugly, dun-colored frame house on a side street in Michigan, feeling poorly as usual, without a thought of setting out for anywhere, and a certain southbound pair of hikers were still at the Canadian end of the Long Trail, a long way from the Boonton crossing where a very different couple would shortly be murdered. Not that the two leaving Canada had any particular stopping-place in mind." This is the sort of writing that requires...