Word: breakfasting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...spectacular return to the people of the people's fleet, 90% manned by civilians in uniform. Aboard the veteran carrier Enterprise, berthed in New York's crowded Hudson River, bespectacled Vice Admiral Frederick Sherman interrupted his breakfast to observe: "Ships of the greatest fleet in the world have dropped anchor in the greatest city in the world." Thousands from the city clambered aboard his ship. Aboard the destroyer Foote, six-month-old Timothy Sexton came face to face for the first time in his life with his seaman father, home from the Pacific. On a New Orleans dockside...
Early to Rise. At 7:15 next morning-45 minutes before breakfast-the President strolled out of the hotel. The lines of fatigue had vanished from his face. He was chewing gum. He did what most visitors to a small town do when there is nothing else to do: he walked down to the railroad station. Then he went on down to the Mississippi River bank and performed the local rite of spitting in it. He dropped in at the telegraph office. He met a friend, the postmaster, and talked crops and swapped gossip with...
...After breakfast the first planned activity, church, was almost three hours away. Harry Truman was happier without a plan. He held an informal reception on the hotel porch, accepted a "Jack Garner" grey hat (7⅜) and plunked it on a reporter's head. He pinned an Eagle badge on a Boy Scout, shook hands with everybody who offered his. In the packed hotel lobby, he moved about, chatting with the easy informality of a veteran convention-goer. No one was awed by the U.S. President. He was still chewing...
...autocrat of the Chicago breakfast table, the Tribune's Robert Rutherford McCormick, last week laid down the law on two subjects: woodsmanship and military history...
...other countries is our Punch. You take a genu-wine, honest-to-God homo Americanibus and there ain't anything he's afraid to tackle. Snap and speed are his middle name! He'll put her across if he has to ride from hell to breakfast, and believe me I'm mighty good and sorry for the boob that's so unlucky as to get in his way, because that poor slob is going to wonder where he was at when old Red Lewis hit town! Do you suppose we could get old Red into...