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Word: armes (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Comic is damaged by Sunday Supplement color and cutting that might have been done with garden shears. Perhaps as a consequence, Columbia Pictures decided to hold it at arm's length, a flop to be forgotten. A flop, perhaps. Forgotten, hardly. For The Comic contains the most ambitious performance of Van Dyke's career, a resolutely unglamorous close-up of a string-necked, right-wing Angeleno, faded by sun and circumstance...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Burned-Out Star | 12/12/1969 | See Source »

Marty put his arm around me and said, "You go freshen up in the ladies' room sweetheart and then we'll see where to put you." I went into the lades' room to see what I could do about an instant transformation into sure-fire star material...

Author: By Esther Dyson, | Title: Shooting with the Stars | 12/10/1969 | See Source »

...pretty girl came up to say "Hello Henry" and then to tell us a bit about life. "I'm so cold," she complained gently. Henry put his arm over her shoulder but the insulation that kept him warm kept it from warming her. She said so, "but it's nice anyway. I get so lonely. It's nice to have someone put their arm around...

Author: By Esther Dyson, | Title: Shooting with the Stars | 12/10/1969 | See Source »

...girl across the table told me how the nurses gave her "a double arm." The first nurse missed her vein so another nurse tried her luck on the other arm. The guy next to me said he was giving blood to protest the war. I did not have any pat answer explaining my reasons, but part of it was because giving blood is like giving money to charity-except it gets under your skin a lot more...

Author: By Samuel Z. Goldhaber, | Title: And Life Blood Today at Mem Hall | 12/5/1969 | See Source »

...nurse began closing off valves and unhooking me. She put a wad of cotton and a super-sized bandaid over the puncture. Then the nurse told me to sit up slowly and wait for an escort. A nice old lady wearing a volunteer's blue orderly coat escorted me arm-in-arm over to "the canteen." I was seated at a table and told to stay there at least 15 minutes to rest and eat crackers, cookies, and have something to drink (coffee, Coke, or Seven-Up). The wives of some big Harvard men were in the canteen serving...

Author: By Samuel Z. Goldhaber, | Title: And Life Blood Today at Mem Hall | 12/5/1969 | See Source »

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