Word: birthday
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Benjamin Britten began the celebration of his 50th birthday by conducting the London Symphony last September in a concert dedicated to himself. He took the podium again last week to honor his birthday with a performance of his War Requiem at London's Royal Festival Hall. Having given English critics the entire autumn to contemplate the significance of a birthday that in fact occurred in late November, Britten found himself still best described by two praiseful paradoxes. Though he has gained immensely in intellectual force over the years, he has lost none of his youthful high spirits and originality...
...14th or 15th birthday, he, was flying combat missions over Europe. At 18, he was commissioned a second lieutenant in the Army Air Corps. Rufus Youngblood was already willing to lay down his life for his country even before...
When King Bhumibol Adulyadej last week celebrated his 36th birthday - a particularly significant anniversary to Thais, who measure life in twelve-year cycles - traditionalists were saddened not to find a single royal elephant taking part in the elaborate ceremonies. In Thailand, as elsewhere in Asia, the once enormous importance of the elephant has declined drastically. While elephant ownership is still considered prestigious, a new Cadillac or Mercedes (the King owns several of each) now rates far higher as a status symbol than a mature, 15-year-old Elephas maximus with 40 years of rugged mileage ahead...
...chops vigorously at the trunk of a tree containing 36 girls. Somebody grabs somebody's nose in a nutcracker and darn near twists it off. A yokel sits on his front porch and earnestly whittles a new seat for a two-holer. Two young men stalk a birthday cake and then pump it full of bullets. One of them runs slowly across the screen, stark-naked. "Cuckoo!" says a clock on the sound track. "Cuckoo!" And it really...
When Clive Staples Lewis died of a heart attack a few days before his 65th birthday last week, the London obituaries generously summed up the impressive achievements of an impressive scholar. He had been a witty, well-attended lecturer at Oxford, a brilliant professor of medieval and Renaissance literature at Cambridge; his studies of Spenser and Milton were already critical classics. Oxbridge will remember him for that; to the rest of the Christian world, C. S. Lewis was one of the church's minor prophets, a defender of the faith who with fashionable urbanity justified an unfashionable orthodoxy against...