November 24, 1990 |
The Champ, Muhammad Ali, rose slowly from his table in the Scheherazade Lounge and feinted a one-two combination at the 5-foot-2 Indian barman. The little fellow never flinched. He stood stolidly, proudly, as the big American wrapped an arm around his shoulder, eased a small smile and faced the Al Rashid hotel photographer. Flash. One more memory for the Al Rashid staff, which lined up one by one Wednesday night for the honor of posing with the Champ.
November 25, 1990 |
Listen to the words of a man who has come to know George Bush well during these most trying moments. "Those eyes are scary. Very calm. Very cool. You look at his eyes--there is an angry man there, and every week I think he gets more angry. We say: 'Don't make a quiet man angry, because he's really hard to handle.' " Now, another look at the President of the United States: It is 5:30 on a morning in late August. He is adrift in a dinghy on the marshes of the Kennebunk River, out behind the Old Grist Mill restaurant in his beloved Kennebunkport, Me. Casting lure after lure in an unsuccessful campaign to snare a bass, he seems impervious to frustration--be it elusive fish, hungry mosquito, or Saddam Hussein.