Word: aproned
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...Apron Strings. When S.R.I, branched out into executive testing, it first had to find out what makes a good executive tick. After studying many business bigwigs, S.R.I, concluded that good executives work to be happy; material rewards and prestige are secondary. Though the average good executive gets along with almost everybody, he regards subordinates as "doers of work," feels a personal attachment only toward his superiors. He is often driven by a fear of frustration. He likes and even admires his father, but so far as his mother is concerned he has "left home" for good...
...posse fanned out over the frozen countryside. The hunted convicts sought shelter. Werner Schwartzmiller, 35, who vas doing 40 years for a murder attempt, chose Laurence Oliver's farmhouse. There he held the Olivers at bay until plucky Mrs. Oliver, firmly clasping a claw hammer beneath a capacious apron, worked her way close enough to bash him on the head...
...motivate its singers. All too often the usual operetta tomfoolery involving disguised counts and misplaced husbands is a little hard to stomach. Clark, however, patches things up nicely by injecting enough innuendo and thigh-gazing into the proceedings to make even the merry widow drop her mask. Snatching at apron strings and pinching fannies, Bobby Clark makes no bones about his slapstic; but the very fact that he enjoys himself wins over the audience...
Piccadilly Circus was jammed with Londoners and country folk braving showers in summer frocks and flannels. Red bunting, dripping in the rain, hung from the steel railings, and gramophone records blared London Pride. In a clean white apron and battered hat, wizened old Polly Beecham, who has sold her flowers at the foot of the statue for 50 years, was agog with excitement. "I loike 'im," she exclaimed as the returning hero was hoisted into place. "'E's my companion, see?" A dewy-eyed lass in the crowd confessed her devotion just as shamelessly. "I cyme...
...presidential plane rolled to a stop in the bright morning sunlight, the carefully rehearsed formalities began. President Truman hopped out brisk & cheerful, despite his early (2:59 a.m.) takeoff, to meet U.S. Ambassador Walter Thurston and his aides, drawn up on the cement apron. At the same moment Mexico's President Miguel Aleman started down a specially built staircase from the observation platform (which had been newly decorated with brown rugs, leather office furniture, gleaming brass spittoons). The 21-gun salute due a chief of state boomed out; the U.S. and Mexican anthems sounded...