Word: bread
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...once drew four cards to a slice of rye bread...
...balanced it over a broad fountain basin which flows inward with a whirlpool motion to a small central oval. For the four 6-ft.-tall sandcast plaques, set just above the water to memorialize the four chaplains, Nivola also went back to an early inspiration, the semi-abstract holiday bread loaves made by Sardinian women. For his motifs Nivola picked four common aspirations: the clasped hands of prayer, conflict of good and evil, family unity and the outward-giving hands of charity. Asked why he did not do the obvious and portray the four chaplains, arms linked, on the Dorchester...
...mess sergeant by preparing all the meals for the stag party. He put the camp on a two-big-meals-and-no-lunch regimen. His menus were hearty: a breakfast of fried cornmeal mush with chicken-giblet gravy and sausages, a dinner of spareribs and sauerkraut, corn bread and black-eyed peas. The weather had been perfect: bracing during the day, quite cold at night (12° above zero one night). More than a trace of autumn tanged the air: the Rocky massif was already splotched with golden aspens, and on the highest peaks the season's first snow...
...says. When, in late 1952, yielding to landlords' pleas, the national government began to permit evic-ions from rent-controlled apartments, La Pira took action. "A Christian society is a fraternal society," he proclaimed, "and when even one man is excluded, when even one man lacks bread or a roof, society ceases to be fraternal...
...White House, the Westerners who cast eyes upon the belongings of Vyacheslav Molotov never ceased to be astonished by what they saw. One British chambermaid noted that beneath his pillow the Russian kept a pistol. Mrs. Roosevelt's servants reported that Molotov had brought a chunk of black bread, a roll of sausage, and a pistol. "Mr. Molotov evidently thought he might have to defend himself, and also that he might be hungry," Mrs. Roosevelt confided. "I liked him very much...