Word: bushing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...committee included Samuel H. Beer, Paul H. Buck, J.N. Douglas Bush, Abram Chayes '43, Dean A. Clark, Merle Fainsod, John H. Finley, Jr. '25, Bertrand Fox, John Kenneth Galbraith, Seymour E. Harris '20, Mark A. DeWolfe Howe '28, George B. Kistiakowsky, John V. Lintner, Harold C. Martin, Summer H. Slichter, Charles H. Taylor, Robert Ulich, John H. Van Vleck...
Football Was War. It was probably inevitable that O'Brien would become an athlete. His father, a former bush-league ballplayer good enough to earn a tryout with the 1926 Athletics, tried his best to steer his only son toward big-league baseball. But when Parry was not fooling around on the handy home-town beaches of Santa Monica, Calif., he was proving himself one of the best ends in the state on Santa Monica High's championship football team and toying with the 12-lb. shot at high-school meets. He decided to accept a football scholarship...
Monsarrat's narrative is as taut as a bush tent in the rainy season. As for his conclusions, he will not please those with spurs to polish or assagais to grind. Blame, he says, lies on both sides of the color bar. Monsarrat has settled for the honest and general indignation of the 'philosophical dictum that a man born into the world with a sense of smell has a duty to cry "stinking fish...
...four scattered states the Ike boom sent incumbent Republicans back to the Senate: Connecticut's Prescott Bush beat Congressman Thomas J. Dodd; Maryland's John Marshall Butler, elected six years ago with Joe McCarthy's assistance, without it this time downed Democrat George P. Mahoney by 50,000 votes; Indiana's Homer E. Capehart easily won a third term over former Agriculture Secretary Claude R. Wickard; and Wisconsin's 72-year-old Alexander Wiley handily downed State Senator Henry W. Maier. In Nevada, after trailing part of the way through a nip-and-tuck battle...
...this blasphemy? Technically not; but it is sometimes hard to determine where the fine line between bad taste and sacrilege is to be drawn. When God speaks to Moses from the burning bush, out booms a big, creamy bass voice that sounds like nothing so much as a TV announcer making a pitch for a local funeral home. At such moments it is impossible to avoid the impression that the moviemaker, no doubt without intending to, has taken the name of the Lord in vain...