On Labor Day at the Michigan State Fair the choice of amusements is motley. Every seven minutes, a hapless young woman is standing in the back of a truck from Alabama turning into Zambira the Ape Girl before your very eyes. Ronald Reagan is scheduled to appear on the grounds in late afternoon.By David Livingstone13 min
Three young lovelies fill one of the green banquettes, their upwardly nubile bodies struggling to be free of the scanty scraps that pass for dresses. A man alone spends the cocktail hour on the phone, plugged into wherever he isn’t. Reservations required even for a drink in the famed Polo Lounge, a grotto deep within the sunbaked Beverly Hills Hotel where the great and the small alike come thirsty for drink, drama and delusion.By Roderick McQueen12 min
A sad, winter-grey fog had settled on Toronto and wrapped itself around the restaurant high in the CN Tower by Lake Ontario. Inside, over half-eaten breakfasts, many of the Progressive Conservative candidates and their wives and workers were weeping.
In the bright B.C. winter, Bob and Lee Claremont can look out their side window, down past the snow-covered vineyards, and sometimes see a dozen deer pawing languidly at the pile of stems and pulp from last year’s grape harvest. Down through the Ponderosa pines is Lake Okanagan in a tableau that summons images of the wine regions of Germany’s Rhinegau.By Thomas Hopkins6 min
"I answered love letters for Fred Flintstone, that’s how bad it was,” laughs Shari Belafonte Harper, who once worked as a publicist for the HannaBarbera cartoon mill. Harper, 26, is now in front of the cameras as a model and actress. Last week she completed work on the Canadian feature If You Could See What I Hear, the biography of blind athlete, singer and pianist Tom Sullivan, to whom Harper gives a loving jilt.By Marsha Boulton6 min
It belonged to the era of street railways, few automobiles and wide-eyed innocent pleasure. For small-town Canadians and Americans it was a rare opportunity to glimpse the wonders of the world practically on one’s doorstep. Thus did the travelling railway circusin its heyday between 1880 and 1925 and, in a much lesser form, for a few decades before and after—create unforgettable impressions for those awestruck “ladies and gentlemen and children of all ages.” Jim O’Neill saw his first circus parade, from the Sparks Circus, when it came to Fredericton in 1928.By David Folster5 min
Its horn clearing a path, the taxi careened wildly down Montreal's ethnically diverse Park Avenue. The ride was no worse than most until the white driver took his eyes from the road to rummage under his seat. Muttering about “les noirs” moving in on his business, he emerged triumphant with an enormous wrench.By Anne Beirne5 min
Everybody agreed back in 1946 that Branch Rickey had done black ballplayers a terrific favor by bringing Jackie Robinson in from the Negro leagues to play ball beside the white folks. Rickey, the old Brooklyn mahatma, did the blacks a turn, no question about that, but look what he did for the fans of all colors.By Trent Frayne4 min
It's a sad story that the Pakistani commanders of Afghan refugee camps have to tell. In the area around the northwest frontier province town of Peshawar, they complain they haven’t been paid for three months. But when one representative of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR) expressed his concern at the failure of Pakistan’s military government to pay the wages with international handouts being liberally provided, the camp commander offered to buy him a Coke.By Peter Niesewand4 min
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