Word: backed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Thus the Camp David conference ended on a friendly note. Eisenhower and Khrushchev delayed their departure for an hour and a half so that they could have lunch, rode the 60 miles back to Washington in a helicopter together while their aides got out the communique the world waited...
...Angeles had only evoked the hostility that the U.S. felt was due the top Communist boss anyway. But after Los Angeles (TIME, Sept. 28) things changed. San Francisco was friendly and Conductor Khrushchev brought up his muted strings. While the theme never changed, the U.S. relaxed, sat back to listen and watch-even to drum a little counterpoint. Result: a grand show, spiced with pathos, comedy, touches of heavy drama, acrobatics-everything, in short, except Eliza and a cake...
Tovarish. Mobs crowded Nob Hill in San Francisco to cheer Khrushchev as he arrived at his hotel. Happily he waved back, reappeared at his hotel window to bask in the spontaneous welcome. "You have charmed me," he glowed at a civic dinner-and added, without the customary clangor, "but you have charmed my heart, not my mind. I still think that our system is a good system...
Late that afternoon Khrushchev & Co. flew back into Washington worn and rumpled. Under Secretary of State Robert Murphy led the proper but perfunctory greeting party. Crowds waved amiably-this time at a familiar figure-as K.'s limousine swept him back to Blair House. Within an hour he was showered and dressed for a reception at the Soviet embassy, then headed off to a private dinner with two dozen businessmen to sound the old brassy warning that U.S. willingness to disarm and trade would prove whether the U.S. wanted war or peace...
Last weekend Old Grad Rockefeller ('30) made a trip back to his alma mater for the football game with Holy Cross. Considering that the expedition was billed as "nonpolitical," he played some energetic political football, glad-handing every Dartmouth man within reach, tossing big-grin hellos at every housewife, policeman and infant within shouting distance. When he arrived in Manchester the night before the game, Rockefeller-for-President rooters were waiting with a brass band and a batch of placards reading. WHAT A FELLER. ROCKEFELLER and LET'S ROLL WITH ROCK. Next morning Rock rolled over to Concord...