Word: bunk
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...cornet, and soon was leading an orphans' band through the streets to raise funds for the orphanage (he still sends his old horns to them). In Storyville, New Orleans' red light district, where he hung out, he learned the tricks of the old masters, Trumpeter Willie ("Bunk") Johnson and Joseph ("King") Oliver. He got his start on the river boats that carried jazz up the Mississippi...
...types up song lyrics, pastes them on the mirror to learn while dressing. Bunk Johnson, his old teacher who got his first national popularity at 66, after ten years as an obscure laborer in the Louisiana rice fields (TIME, Nov. 5), dropped in to see him last week. Bunk now plays in Manhattan's Stuyvesant Casino dance hall, with the kind of small New Orleans jazz band that Louis abandoned years ago. Bunk still reveres his pupil. Says he: "Don't expect me to play like my boy Louis, 'cause when Louis does up I does down...
...noisy, prolonged hearings before the Board of Education, Miss Quinn's fellow teachers and several of her pupils testified that she had sneered at Italian-Americans as "greasy foreigners," had declared tolerance "bunk," and said that "democracy would never succeed in America." The principal charge: that Miss Quinn had written on the blackboard six sentences out of a Jew-baiting leaflet, The First Americans. These sentences overgenerously credited Irish-Americans with killing the first Jap, sinking the first battleship, carrying out the first FT raid, bagging the first Jap plane, capturing the first German spy, winning the first presidential...
...woman slaps her ne'er-do-well son-in-law, who loses his balance and falls out the window of his Maine boathouse. The fatality, as it proves to be, is witnessed by the young man's wife and by a little old man who is hidden in a bunk at stage-left. The death is clearly an accident, but the little old man--Kilbride, of course--insinuates, "Wa-al, you slapped him, and he fell, and now he's dead....Police sometimes nasty about things like that y'know...
Cleo, "her breasts strained, aggressively pointed and challenging," strode the schooner's deck. "The bunk's so comfortable and so roomy and all," cooed Cleo to Shamus one evening, "-but, well, Captain, it's sometimes so lonesome...