Word: breakfasting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...everybody lay down on the stone (very cold) floor and wrapped ourselves in bathing wraps. . . . We had two more today, one very short and then a long one. We got quite blase. . . . We giggled and talked, and it was almost dawn before we got to bed. Nobody came to breakfast before half past nine. Don't for goodness sake get rattled, the staff has been awfully decent and there has been absolutely no panic. They all look absolute screeches, especially the fat ones in tight slacks, and J. getting on her tin hat over her curlers! It has altogether...
...sleeves. Business already knew him as a supersalesman; politics was soon to find it out. He made a speech to well-scrubbed Philadelphia Main Liners at the staid Academy of Music. He ordered fried chicken for G. 0. P. Negroes. He invited himself to a caucus of Kansans, had breakfast with Candidate James's hog-tied Pennsylvanians, and began raiding every delegation in sight, loose or tied...
...years of near-top marks in college and seminary, he was finally ordained. Last week, from Manhattan's St. Patrick's Cathedral, where they had just heard the Rev. Daniel Maria Gleason, C.S.C., sing his first High Mass, trooped 3,500 blue-uniformed cops. At a Communion breakfast afterward they cheered wildly when Police Commissioner Lewis Joseph Valentine presented their ex-buddy with a gold chalice upon which shone a reproduction of his old shield...
...begins around 8:30 a.m., with a leisurely breakfast in bed, a review of news and the day's work with Secretary Stephen T. Early, a careful check through New York, Washington, Philadelphia and Baltimore newspapers; a look at overnight cables. Often, these days, there are also quick conferences with State Department chiefs. Languid, shrewd Secretary of Commerce Harry Hopkins often sits in, listening more than talking, unmindful of smoke curling into his eyes from a forgotten cigaret. When the grandchildren are on a visit, one is usually climbing around the bed (Franklin III or Sara...
...incident got an exceptionally bad press. Franklin Roosevelt read the papers over his breakfast coffee, grabbed the telephone, and himself called Mr. Landon. The Kansan, in a press conference, was at the peak of a denunciation of Term III. Everybody had muffed everything, said the President mellowly; he always liked to eat lunch with Mr. Landon whenever he happened to pass through Washington. Mr. Landon, 835 miles away in Chicago, just gulped, then entrained for Washington...