Word: touchingly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...there has been Bob Dole, a Doer not a Talker, and now we have Bob Dole, Just a Guy Without a Tie. But Bob Dole, Citizen, may be the real thing, suggests Dole biographer Richard Ben Cramer, author of What It Takes. "His resignation," Cramer says, "puts him in touch with the younger Bob Dole, the Dole of the Russell High basketball team who would go and pat everybody on the backside when they were losing in the fourth quarter, the never-give...
...chorus of distress. By day's end Yeltsin appeared tired and beaten. He seemed to have been unaware of the passion of discontent outside Moscow, a city about as representative of Russia as New York is of America. Yeltsin himself is partly to blame for being so out of touch. Suffering from an apparently serious heart ailment, the man many Russians liken to a modern-day czar has for the past two years been a virtual Kremlin recluse. And his inner circle of aides, forever jockeying for position, seem to have concluded long ago that bearing bad news to their...
...Ensenada' (MCA). Listen for the testimony and you may be persuaded that the whole marriage was fieldwork, research under fire for an album of wily recrimination. As with any Lovett collection, this one has its share of the funky-flaky. The opener, '(You Can Have My Girl but) Don1t Touch My Hat,' finds the Texan in a possessive frenzy about his "John B. Stetson." 'Promises,' meanwhile, is naked Lyle, skin flayed, soul raw with grief that could be whispered from a jail cell or an unquiet grave. The melody is plain, the guitar accompaniment plaintive: the song enshrouds...
...Ensenada' (MCA). Listen for the testimony and you may be persuaded that the whole marriage was fieldwork, research under fire for an album of wily recrimination. As with any Lovett collection, this one has its share of the funky-flaky. The opener, '(You Can Have My Girl but) Don1t Touch My Hat,' finds the Texan in a possessive frenzy about his "John B. Stetson." 'Promises,' meanwhile, is naked Lyle, skin flayed, soul raw with grief that could be whispered from a jail cell or an unquiet grave. The melody is plain, the guitar accompaniment plaintive: the song enshrouds...
...some students stress the benefits of working, and say they view term-time work as an opportunity to keep in touch with the world outside of Harvard's brick and stone buildings or an escape from the ethereal world of academia...