Word: blessings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Frank went below to his bunk and wrote a note. "Dear Finder," it said. "I am an American soldier . .. 21 years old . . . just a plain American of no wealth, but just enough to get along with. This is my third Christmas from home . . . God bless you." He added his address-184 Iron Street, Johnstown, Pa.-stuffed the note into a small aspirin bottle, corked and taped it. Then he kissed it gently and tossed it into the sea. The small notion bobbed out of sight and, almost as soon, out of Frank Hayostek's mind. It was Christmas night...
...midst of the nomination hoopla, the North-South battle erupted again. Louisiana's Governor Kennon insisted that his delegation could not sign the loyalty pledge: "So, I suppose, I shall have to say goodbye and God bless you." Maryland's senatorial candidate Lansdale Sasscer moved to seat Virginia, even though it had not signed the pledge. The Harriman-Kefauver forces fought it all-out. For a while, it looked as if they would win this test. Stevenson's own Illinois voted 45 against seating Virginia, 15 for. But by the time the roll passed Pennsylvania, it became...
...Bless You, Sir." Said the Manchester Guardian: "Both the beauty of the drawings and the depth of the observation are expressed so quietly that the casual observer may easily overlook them." Said Sir John Rothenstein, director of London's Tate Gallery: "Keene is unquestionably the greatest of the great number of artists thrown up by day-to-day drawing. His drawings are a revelation...
...said that, with the possible exception of Hogarth, Keene was the greatest artist England had ever produced. Yet Keene never seemed to believe his admirers. He was astounded when a French writer once asked for some material for a book. "As to writing my life story," he replied, "God bless you, sir, I've none to tell. The most stirring incidents in my life are a visit to the dentist (date forgotten) and certain experiences of the last few days...
...unaware that Harvard was considered a public institution; had mistakenly assumed that its exclusiveness limited students' mixing with "all sorts of people." Bless my parochial ignorance...