Word: australian
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Gate Bridge. But for most of the ship's 2,000 jampacked passengers, it was as if the sun were shining: they were homecoming veterans of Guadalcanal, New Guinea and many a naval battle. For some 90 young women, however, it was a fearsome moment. They were the Australian wives and sweethearts of U.S. G.I. Joes, 6,000 miles away from their Down Under homes-and about to meet their in-laws...
...life Jack Curtin, 59, had never felt the need to see the non-Australian world. Years ago, Vance Marshall, an Australian laborite now living in London, visited Jack in Perth. "I'm on my way to England," Marshall said. Curtin looked out the window, at the endless, cloudless western sky. "Isn't there room enough in Australia?" he finally asked. "Not for me," 'retorted Marshall. "Australia's in the back wash. It's back of beyond of even the fringe of things that matter. I want to be where history is written...
...awaiting the first wartime meeting of Dominion Prime Ministers with almost as much interest as the invasion, there was much speculation as to how "Honest Jack" would stack against the plain & fancy pressures he would find in Britain. Well did the men of politics recall the strange coincidence that Australian First Ministers who visit London while in office usually soon find themselves out of a job. Australians, they knew, liked their politicians plain, were quick to toss a man bemused by pomp & circumstance...
From that vantage, Jack Curtin runs Australia's Labor Government along strictly Australian lines and stoutly maintains the high-wage, high-profit economy which grew out of Aussie Socialism. Happily for Curtin and Australia, he has the energy and endurance for the job: some years ago, he gave up his heavy drinking, went on the wagon, and has been there ever since...
...Jack Curtin affects a huge uncluttered desk. A reserved man, shunning formal gatherings, he nevertheless likes to cock one foot on the desk and talk at length. He smokes incessantly-through a bamboo holder-and drinks tea without pause. He has good relations with the press (still sports his Australian Journalists Association emblem on his watch chain) and is a master at handling irate delegations. Recently a party went up from Sydney, determined to have a showdown on a union matter. When they got back, their fellows demanded a report. Lamely, the leader replied: "We never quite...