Word: cafe
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...villagers: "Stand up and face the wall!" Then, with a single pistol shot, one of the hooded men killed Lay Reader Manoli Pierides while he was in the act of chanting the Gospel-apparently on account of Pierides' British sympathies. A policeman was shot to death in a cafe; two more British soldiers were killed...
France is not the only target of Nasser's artful efforts. There is a group from Aden that plots busily at cafe tables against British rule there. Iraq (Egypt's chief Arab rival) caught an Egyptian army officer masquerading as an Egyptian embassy butler and convicted him of conspiracy. In neighboring and impoverished Libya, where the U.S. has a big air base. Egyptian Ambassador Ahmed Hassan el Faki connives busily with his good friend Russian Ambassador Nikolai Generaloff to root Western influence out of the country. In the words of one correspondent, they are "closer than worms...
After nearly 15 years of marriage (one daughter) and four of separation, beefy Cafe Societyman John Sims ("Shipwreck") Kelly, 45, far past his pro football days and farther still from his native Kentucky town, slapped a divorce suit on his millionheiress wife, Brenda Diana Duff Frazier Kelly, 34, far past her own salad days as America's "No. 1 debutante and glamour girl." Grounds: desertion. Glamour kept haunting Brenda from the heady evening of her coming-out party (cost: a reported $60,000) in 1938. Moaned she, more than a decade later: "Being a glamour girl is the worst...
...time," said the Italian farmer with just the trace of a smile on his lips. The busload of pleasantly jabbering tourists had stopped in Viggiano to avoid traversing the southern countryside during the very hottest part of the day. Most of the safari had headed straight for the nearest cafe and the combination of watered red wine and water which the proprietors dearly loved to sell tourists for only 25 times its cost. A few of the more enterprising members of the group wandered off, cameras ready, to look for "typically native scenes" for their lenses to immortalize...
Long Voyage Home. The turning point for Cloar came one hot summer day in 1954. While sitting in a cafe on one of Venice's back canals, Cloar realized: "For the first time in my life, I was homesick." Cloar began a long voyage home, a year later was back in Arkansas. "I tried to imagine how things seemed to me when I was a child," he says. He found his mother's old picture album a rich lode to mine. Setting up his studio in nearby Memphis, Cloar painted My father was big as a tree, recording...