Word: beaching
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...player and father of polo players, lavish traveler (he once hired a private, nine-car train-three for ponies, three for people, three for baggage-for a trip to Florida, also took more than 100 trunks on a European voyage), owner of race horses (Parnassus, Level Lea); in Palm Beach, Fla. Son of Andrew Carnegie's partner Henry Phipps, and uncle of Pologician Winston Guest, John Phipps was a director of U.S. Steel Corp., W. R. Grace & Co., the Hanover Bank...
Perhaps those left behind may prefer to spend an evening at one of the three House beach parties. Kirkland House is "featuring sand, surf, campfires and conviviality, cheer, and informal singing and guitar playing." Dunster will build "one large fire for those who do not wish to have their own somewhere on the great expanse of beach...
...Angeles' Mayor Norris Poulson promptly set about converting Walter's anchor to windward into a permanent mooring. Gathering up half his city government, Poulson trailed the Dodger president to the Dodgers' spring training camp at Vero Beach, Fla. A loud, impulsive man who manages to give the impression of enjoying himself hugely without quite understanding what is going on, Norris Poulson began to wave his arms wildly and spout promises the moment he met O'Malley. With all the sentimentality of a process server, Walter stopped the harangue by handing the mayor a paper. Somehow, Walter...
This week Charleston's cops and skid row bums were talking about the bad news: Chief Bias was looking for a new chaplain and missioner. Ken Hager is retiring from the force to move to New Smyrna Beach, Fla., where his brother, sister and 85-year-old mother live. But he does not plan to relax in the sun. "I believe God will lead me into new work there," he says. "I imagine some people down there need a little prodding about the future of their souls. I'll be there to give it to them...
Chase a Crooked Shadow (Warner), a shadowy whodunit with a crooked who-is-it finish, does its chasing along the austere magnificence of Spain's Mediterranean, rock-tempered coastline. Overlooking the soft seas, in a typical Spanish villa complete with a Beverly Hills bar inside an East Hampton beach house, a powder-pale beauty (Anne Baxter) writhes in poor-little-rich-girl loneliness. Her father committed suicide, his mining trust fell to dust, and her speed-happy brother apparently died in a car crash. But her real worries are all boxed up and neatly hidden away in the beach...