Word: boxers
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...picture he makes. He lives with his fourth wife, Actress Lauren Bacall (known as "Baby") and their two children in a $160,000 whitewashed brick mansion in Los Angeles' exclusive Holmby Hills, keeps two Jaguar automobiles (a Mark VII for Baby, an XK 120 for himself), three blooded boxer dogs, and a $55,000 ocean-going racing yacht. Mike Romanoff, the famed phony prince, wise man and restaurateur who is a sometime arbiter of Hollywood society, allows him to appear for meals without a necktie. He is president and principal stockholder of a motion-picture producing company...
Stake-Out. In Philadelphia, Police Captain Clarence Ferguson watched Lightweight Boxer Al Pennell suffer a technical knockout in a semifinal bout, waited for Pennell in the dressing room, arrested him on a robbery charge...
...verbal slugfest with the Eisenhower Administration, Joseph Raymond McCarthy, the onetime Marquette University light-heavyweight boxer, had taken a solid punch on the jaw. Last week Senator McCarthy's committee colleagues moved in to separate the assailants. Taking advantage of the bell, Slugger McCarthy took off as scheduled on a Midwestern speaking tour, hoping that a change of pace and of subject would help him recover from damage done by the Army's chronicle of the case of Private David Schine. But the bell came too late to avert physical exhaustion: two days later Joe McCarthy was stricken...
...bandy-legged, broken-nosed little boxer on the scales was Pasquale Giuseppe DeMarco, weighing in for his crack at Jimmy Carter's lightweight championship of the world. Standing beside him, New York Boxing Commissioner Robert Christenberry nudged the weights into position, squinted at the figures and absentmindedly identified "Paddy" DeMarco as another fellow, a boxer who had been beaten to the canvas just the week before. "Willie Pep," intoned Christenberry...
...years he hoped to get his sight back and traveled around the country consulting eye specialists. But last November, resigned to his fate, he went to Morristown, N.J., got a fawn-colored seeing-eye dog, a boxer named Candy. Back in Denton, he started walking to his office every morning with Candy's assistance. Last week bad luck hit the sheriff again. He had no way of knowing, as he set out for work early one morning, that he was walking through a thick fog. A jeep driver, delivering newspapers, failed to see him until too late...