Word: trumpeting
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Librie says Weinstein has "a penchant for doing things everyone else wants to do but doesn't have the guts to go through with." Still, it would be wrong to assume Weinstein's comedy is an all-out assault on taste. The philosophy major also plays trumpet for the marching band and does an occasional stand-up comedy routine that would probably get by even the most stringent censors...
...divorce action. So far Pulitzer or his witnesses have testified that Roxanne, 31, went to bed with a local real estate salesman, a French baker, a Belgian race-car driver, the beautiful young wife of a handsome old Kleenex heir, an alleged drug dealer and a supernatural trumpet. That's right, trumpet. There are charges of drug use. And menages a trois. And incest. And death threats. "It doesn't sound very American or normal," admits a rich young acquaintance of the Pulitzers, a Palm Beach resident for more than 20 years. "But it's Palm Beach...
...Peter was "being used unfairly by his wife," and in court last week Nelson described in detail Roxanne's sexual profligacy. Nelson assisted Roxanne is running periodic bedroom seances involving a dozen or more Pulitzer friends. On the foot of the bed were a black cape and a trumpet. Roxanne explained in court that she was hoping "the dead would speak to the living through the trumpet." Said Peter of the occult sessions: "I don't believe in spirit voices. I was kicked out for falling asleep." Judge Harper reluctantly allowed the trumpet to be admitted as evidance...
...College, Cullinane had studied applied mathematics and computer sciences. He had traveled to Berlin in 1978 as a trumpet player in the Harvard-Radcliffe Orchestra...
...stinging pathos. Prostrated by his failure, Livingstone lies on his bed, near mental collapse. With self-imposed fortitude, Sechele shout-sings the hymnal verses, "Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising/ Give me joy in my heart, I pray," as if he were the trumpet of perdurable faith...