Word: buttons
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Bertie Charles Forbes, Hearst financial columnist, publisher (Forbes Magazine), author (Keys to Success), was sued for a separation by his wife Adelaide after 28 years. She charged that her husband is a "bully, egotist, tyrant and bore," and that she had to "draw his bath, lay out his clothes, button his shirt and underwear, cut his toenails, lace his shoes and open his car door...
While in New York, Boolba worked with Bell Laboratories in the telephone systems development department for over ten years, dealing largely with dial systers. In 1928, long before commercial models appeared, he built his own Fixed Frequency Push-button tuned radio. Unfortunately he neglected to patent his invention, and so what might have been a gold mine slipped through his fingers and fell to someone else...
Later, Boolba developed his own remote control circuit for tuning radios at long distance with push buttons "It's for lazy people," says Boolba, but he has made several large installations, for special purposes. Still, the thought of his unexploited first "lazy man's gadget" rankles him whenever he tunes his own push-button control FM-AM model...
...tone and quality : the two lightest were the two best. Pfc. John B. O'Dea's Where E'er We Go was a lively stenographic report of talk in barracks, with some good cracks tossed in by the stenographer. Corporal Irving G. Neiman's Button Your Lip was a comic free-for-all about dazed rookies, daffy rumors and the presence in camp of a glamorous star. At each performance a different star - Gertrude Lawrence, Ilona Massey, Carole Landis, Gypsy Rose Lee - turned up in person for the tag line...
...sword had been taken away." But Scott put her old guns into his new ship, and they soon became the machine's "real soul." Sometimes he would think of his family and feel homesick. Once he told General Chennault that he wished he could just press a button that would kill all the Japs and let the squadron go home. "Aw now, Scotty," said the General, "we don't want to do that. . . . Think of how much fun it is to kill them slow...