Word: beaching
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...President had been tired. At the Commandant's jalousied house on Key West's submarine base-which Harry Truman now calls the "Winter White House"-the President had found privacy and relaxation. He slept late (for him), until after seven, napped in the afternoons, sunbathed on the beach. With a movie camera recently given him by White House photographers, he took pictures of the donors and members of his staff, enjoyed the shooting...
Psychologists are forever experimenting with monkeys and apes because they regard these animals as simplified human beings. In the current issue of Natural History, Yale Professor (of psychology) Frank A. Beach tells how lower primates can learn to love money; some even turn into subhuman capitalists...
...cebus monkey in the San Diego zoo, says Beach, showed rational business aptitude by offering sticks or pebbles to visitors who were rich in peanuts or candy. The enterprise of this monkey named "Trader" was so successful that he nearly died of overeating. At last he was removed to the controlled economy of an experimental cage and given poker chips to trade with. When he paid out a red chip, he got a bit of orange. A blue chip bought a peanut; a white chip a slice of banana. Green chips were worth a slice of bread (which Trader...
...longer made fashionable copy but remained like a departing storm cloud, high above the year's fiction. One of the better pieces of writing about it was Allen R. Matthews' The Assault, a terse account of hitting the beach at Iwo Jima. Worth reading were John Home Burns's The Gallery, a novel of a G.I.'s experiences in Naples, Charles Christian Wertenbaker's story of the French Forces of the Interior (Write Sorrow on the Earth), Godfrey Blunden's novel of Moscow and Muscovites in their grim winters of war and political despair...
Composer Bloch was too ill to make the 3,000-mile trip from his cliff-hung home on the Oregon coast to the festival, but he was not too ill to compose. He spends his days combing the beach looking for agates, and mushroom-hunting in the salal and salmonberry woods nearby. In the huge living room of his house, near a life-size woodcarving of Christ, he works nervously, but neatly, as always, on a piano concerto. He and his wife Marguerite find time to play with his half-dozen cats. Says he: "We can learn much from them...