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...until she joined TIME's Central Park softball team in 1970 did Phillips get back out on a diamond. This time she stayed. She treated herself to a $60 fielder's glove-"nobody's autograph, a real pro glove"-and she also became a hitter, with a .427 average last season. Reports Phillips: "Last week I hit a home run, a good, honest, hard hit. And I couldn't go to sleep that night, I was so excited. I tingled from the wonderful freedom and joy of connecting with that ball." Ellie McGrath, who wrote...
Travolta cannot be immune to this mythmaking process. Like autograph hounds, it comes with the territory, and the quiet kid from Englewood, N.J., is already getting typed as a kind of Steiff Toy hoodlum. This has something to do, of course, with the parts that have brought him fame: Vinnie Barbarino in Kotter, Tony in Saturday Night Fever, even Danny Zuko, the cuddly tough guy in Grease, all rough-and-ready proles with a hint of self-mockery and a double dose of wistfulness. Travolta's low profile will be his best chance of holding onto his privacy and whatever...
Muhammad Ali, signing an autograph for House Speaker Tip O'Neill at the 15th annual Democratic congressional dinner: "Service to others is the rent you pay for your room here on earth...
...Parliament from Mount Royal in Montreal. Three years later, after serving as Canada's Justice Minister and Attorney-General, he succeeded the late Lester ("Mike") Pearson as Prime Minister. During Trudeau's first election campaign, young girls?including his future wife?flung themselves at him. Businessmen asked for his autograph. Crowds gathered wherever he went. Said Trudeau in those palmy days: "However Canadians are classified, the needs of each must be recognized...
...attended the Boston premiere of the prospective Box Office Smash of 1977, Star Wars. So this is how a big commercial film presents itself to the public these days, I mused. No sky-scanning spotlights, no jewel-bedecked starlets traipsing out of glossy limos, no obligatory horde of autograph hounds hanging out their tongues in anticipation of the next celebrity to step out of a chauffered car onto the theater sidewalk. Just a lot of regular folks ready and willing to sweat out the wait and shell out the four bills to screen another Jaws-type blockbuster...