Word: brooklyn
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...next speaker was what might be called a self-made politician. He was born in the wharf district beneath the island end of Brooklyn Bridge. His truck-driver father died when he was 12. His only education was a brief period in a parochial school. His youth was spent as a clerk in a fishmarket. Then he began to hold electoral office and has held it ever since except for two years. He just grinned, and was human and able. Three times he was elected Governor of his state by impressive majorities. Only lately he fought to a standstill...
...Brooklyn, one Abraham Lieberman obtained permission from a Supreme Court Justice to change his name to Benjamin Harris-a name which he chose because he had observed that in Who's Who that there were 63 persons named Harris, only one named Lieberman. He was confounded when informed that, in the directory of his city, there were 35 persons named Benjamin Harris, 33 named Abraham Lieberman...
...Brooklyn, one Gertrude Stigman, 9, promoted to the 4B grade in school, was rewarded by her mother with a rubber ball. Gertrude bounced the ball joyously high in air, landed it in a flower box, climbed up, clutched the side of the box which, unsettled by her tug, toppled with its 200 lb. of earth upon her skull, crushed her to death...
...Brooklyn, one Christine Garcia, 6-ft.-2-in., 200-lb. Porto Rican, got home from work, took umbrage at the music his sister was playing on the phonograph, tossed the phonograph out of the window, barked his shins on a table, threw the table after the phonograph, went from room to room performing feats. His sister ran for a policeman. Mr. Garcia knocked down the peaked bluecoat. Came another. Mr. Garcia bit him; he hit Mr. Garcia with a blackjack; Mr. Garcia dived from the window into the clutches of two more officers who lugged him, roaring, off to jail...
...Atlantic for 750 miles off the Virginia Capes with a mile of steel cable sagging between them along the ocean floor, last week had a bite. The cable tightened, went taut, snapped. Whatever it had snared was ponderous. Repaired, the cable caught again and soon Diver Fred Neilson of Brooklyn clamped on his helmet, dropped overside like a sinker, 213 feet to the bottom. When he followed his stream of bubbles back up to the surface, he told his comrades that they had indeed found the Merida, a ship sunk 14 years ago in collision. She was lying...