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...tough part: waiting for the next one. It can take months of beating the waters before it happens again, and the anticipation can be painful. The novice consoles himself by turning to books. Few other sports have been written about so thoroughly by so many authors, from Izaak Walton to Ernest Hemingway and Tom McGuane. You search for what fathers or uncles in an earlier generation used to pass down over dinner tables or around campfires: secrets of the water, hints about how to read streams and tread them lightly, how to intuit the mysterious nature of the wild trout...
...America's richest man? Forbes magazine says he is Sam Walton, 71, of Bentonville, Ark., the folksy, pickup-driving founder of Wal-Mart Stores (1988 sales: $20.8 billion). Last October the magazine estimated Walton's wealth at $6.7 billion. Forget about it, says Institutional Investor, noting that a portion of Walton's wealth is shared with four grown children. In its May issue the financial monthly says the richest man in the U.S. is Ronald Perelman, 46, of New York City, who has amassed a personal fortune of $5 billion in a mere ten years by assembling companies in businesses...
...earliest visitors, the ancient Greeks and Romans, tried just about any concoction to have their way with her. A scholarly study on the subject by Alan Hull Walton tells us that the pith from the branch of the pomegranate tree and the testes of animals were considered hot stuff. So were certain foods. "If envious age relax the nuptial knot," advised the poet Martial, "thy food be scallions, and thy feast shallot." Onions were a favorite, as were garlic, pepper, savory, cabbage, asparagus, eggs, pineapples, snails ("but without sauce," cautioned the fastidious Petronius) and just about any creature dredged from...
...Walton--himself an anti-war activist who was then playing professional basketball--said, "We had a lousy night. I was feeling pretty low. I was walking through the streets. I was very angry--kicking cans, kicking boxes, kicking dogs. Then suddenly, this short guy pops out of nowhere and says 'Hi Bill, I'm Abbie...
...immediately began telling me how to improve my play. `You've got to start doing this and stop doing that,' he said--a typical short, Jewish kid telling a big guy what to do," Walton told the laughing audience at Temple Emmanuel. "Thank you, dear Abbie. You were the Celtics true sixth...