Word: bug
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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There were parties everywhere. The Democratic National Committee hosted a "Salute to Women Doers," at which some 2,000 guests waited 90 minutes to hear bug-eyed Broadway Star Carol Channing belt out the official Democratic campaign song, Hello, Lyndon! Maine's delegation caucused around their motel-headquarters pool one morning, met again that night to whoop it up until the wee hours. The Texas delegation honored Governor John Connally with a Dior-and diamond-filled bash at Atlantic City's aging Haddon Hall, and the New Jersey host delegation gave cocktail parties on three successive afternoons...
...anyone about attempting to do anything. No subversive organization gave me any idea. No underworld person made any effort to contact me . . . The last thing I read was that Mrs. Kennedy may have to come back to Dallas for the trial, and I don't know what bug got hold of me . . . Suddenly the feeling, the emotional feeling, came within me that someone owed this debt to our beloved President to save her the ordeal of coming back." As exclusives go, however, the leaked transcript fell somewhat short of perfection. It presented few, if any, surprises: much the same...
...adjacent land. The pool owner is exempt only if he can blame a third party or an act of God. Under "nuisance law." which amply covers swimming pools, the neighbors may also sue or enjoin the poolster from all sorts of annoyances-glaring lights, noisy swimmers, noxious chlorine, and bug-breeding stagnant water...
...rocking chair, and so Sunny Jim Fitzsimmons, who retired as a trainer last year, bustled off to New Jersey's Monmouth Park to hear the crowd roar "Happy Birthday" and share his 90th cake with 20 great-grandchildren. "It's a lucky thing I had the horse bug," confided the man who trained Gallant Fox and Omaha, Nashua and Bold Ruler, recalling the days when his mother-in-law wanted him to work as a streetcar conductor. "I was sending home more money from the tracks than I could have made on the trolley, but there...
...that grows into one of the flannel moths, Megalopyge opercularis. Country folk use so many other names that they have confused the issue. In North Carolina it is usually the "woolly slug," in Texas it is often "woolly worm," and in between it may be the puss caterpillar, possum bug, or Italian asp. In Mexico it becomes el perrito, or little dog. By any name, it stings...