Word: stare
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...return to the States, back to their families, their jobs, their listless lives. When the cab from the airport drops them off, they stand in their neighboring driveways, sharing a moment of mute terror. Finally, one finds words: "What's he going to do without us?" They stare silently at each other for a moment more. Then they go home...
...little children, about the same age as those in the baby contest, are strapped in tightly and stare out at the fluorescent fuzz around them; they tend to look very stolid and serious in their little pods, like their grandparents out for a 15 m.p.h. procession to a movie or a drive-in church. After perhaps a dozen revolutions, one set of parents plucks their beloved bundle from a pod proudly emblazoned with a screaming, claws-out eagle, the stars and stripes, and the words "Cong Killer" on the side-and stuffs a thick wad of pink cotton candy...
...recapture the war in all its grisly tedium. Looking deceptively like a cocktail-table art book, Duncan's gloom-shrouded pictures of American fighting men are packed more with fatigue than fight. There are no heroic actions; men shave, take muddy baths, clean up after shellbursts, write letters, stare vacantly at absolutely nothing while waiting for the next pointless action. The photographs have the stink of death, the feel of futility and, on any cocktail table, far surpass alcohol as a depressant...
...very busy ordered lives we're pushing and pushing to get somewhere or to get something done and we don't stop to stare at or wonder at some really beautiful things. Artists do. Children do. I guess it's up to artists and photographers and children to help busy people see what's around them...
...leaves Currier House at 11:45 a. m., just lucky enough to pass by a row of workmen who have quit work for lunch. All six of them immediately stop eating to stare at her, whistle, and make obscene remarks under their breaths. Since she is a brunette, they have no way of greeting her. If her hair were blond or red, they could have screamed, "Hey, blondie" or "Hey, red," and razzed her just that much more...