Word: aproned
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...tornado ten years ago swept through Flint, Mich., and tore up the town. Afterward, hundreds of people came from miles around to pitch in and help rebuild. Up walked an old geezer wearing a carpenter's apron and carrying his own hammer and nails. When he tried to climb a ladder to help nail roofing, a foreman shooed him away. The would-be carpenter was furious. "They think I'm too old!" he grumped. "That's all nonsense. I can outwork half these guys, and I'm as handy with a hammer as the next...
Until Mademoiselle agreed to let the Lampoon parody another magazine, Wickham said, the 'Poonies had refused to make any deal for the summer. "We were tired of being tied to their apron strings," he said. Traditionally, the Lampoon parodies a different magazine each spring...
...every opportunity, "is my home." But the minute his schedule permits, he disappears to Europe, where he plays golf ("gladly but badly") and heckles his wife in the kitchen. He seldom entertains, but when he does his door may open on the maestro smiling absurdly from inside an apron that says "Whoopee" across the front. And there is the grand piano, the small treasury of art, the cabinet of great wines, the well-set table. Helene, his wife, is dauntlessly affable, but, try though he will, Szell in company seems to be listening to the interior music that he likes...
...11th: he drove into the rough, overshot the green with his approach, staggered through a double-bogey six. "It was.'' smiled Palmer, "an easy six." Again, on the par-3. 234yd. 17th, Palmer seemed in trouble. His No. 4 iron carried over the green on the nubby apron. 50 ft. from the pin. Palmer studied the lie. He pulled out a putter, punched the ball-and watched it roll smack into the cup for a birdie...
...self-discovered, self-expressing genius, though the self being expressed is frequently about as artistic as a defective drain. This is the play Humorist S. J. Perelman apparently began to write, and there are hints of it still ("Every housewife in the country has a novel under her apron"). Followed through, this might have led him to a bitingly comic examination of a serious question: Are democracy and culture ultimately compatible...