Word: breakfasts
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Rush, rush, rush - so, from prayer breakfast to personal politicking to crisis confrontation, went President John son's week...
...President burst in, rushed up to the platform, grasped the actor's hand and said: "I always wanted to meet Mark Twain." Almost speech less, Holbrook forgot several subsequent lines, blew others, and later admitted: "I was really frightened." Among the Prestigious. Then came the annual presidential prayer breakfast, attended by some 1,000 men at the Mayflower Hotel. Evangelist Billy Gra ham preached, Revival Singer George Beverly Shea let out resoundingly with My Saviour God to Thee, and Johnson called for a privately financed, all-faiths "Center of Prayer" in Washington. He then went across the hall...
...Wolf or Owl. Though it has always been as natural and universal as eating and drinking, in recent years sleeping has become one of the most talked-of and sought-after boons of life. For many people it seems to be one of the most elusive. From breakfast to bedtime, modern man echoes a recurrent complaint: "It's so much harder to get to sleep, and to stay asleep, than it was in the old days." There is indeed much more to stay awake for. Electricity makes it possible to read through half the night without straining the eyes...
...Over a breakfast of seaweed, bean paste soup and pickled cabbage in Tokyo's Imperial Hotel, Kennedy told Sukarno of U.S. concern that the Malaysian crisis would flare into full-scale war. Behind Bobby's soothing words was the clear implication that the U.S. might curb its $12 million aid program to the chaotic and nearly bankrupt Indonesian economy. Sukarno got the message, expressed a willingness to discuss the crisis with Malaysia's Prime Minister Tunku Abdul Rahman and with Philippines President Diosdado Macapagal, who also opposes the federation. At week's end Bobby flew...
...cinema terms. A room sealed against the real and imagined terrors of the outside world is the natural hell of Pinter's characters, and a legitimate theater is an intimate place to share them. To set them roaming into the street or off to a neighborhood cafe for breakfast, arbitrarily adds action but dissipates the mood so brilliantly sustained onstage. Though this screen adaptation leaves gaps that an ambitious camera must try to fill, popping out for a bit of fresh air is not necessarily the answer...