Word: caps
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...International Set. "The main thing is to be seen in enough right places often enough," said Photographer Zerbe over his shoulder as he hopped a jet in Paris for Rome. "If you're seen at St.-Moritz for the skiing in February, on the beach at St.-Jean-Cap-Ferrat, Paris during the season (although there really wasn't any Paris season this year), if you're in London at the end of July for Ascot, and Dublin the beginning of August for the horse show, people are very likely to forget they never...
...Everybody knows these players, son. This is the All-Star game. See that old fellow with the funny crouch? That's Stan Musial. The one with the frown is Roger Marls; the right fielder with the limp is Mickey Mantle. And that fellon-whose cap keeps falling off-that's Willie Mays. See how easy it is?" "Daddy, who's on third?" "Here's 50? son, Go buy a program...
that Jack Davidson looks too young for Monsieur and was not entirely in command of his lines at the opening, since he stepped in on short notice for an ailing actor. His yellow-plumed cap and his baldric and sword underscore the dolt's infatuation with the prerogatives of nobility; and it is quite in keeping with his character that he punctuates his talk by garbling an irrelevant Latin proverb (not in the text). Since the croupe has four men and four women, Dandin's sleepy valet Colin has been turned into a maidservant, Collette, with no detriment, thanks...
African men shopping for hats must first put on a skull cap provided by the store before trying any on; African women are not allowed to try on hats at all. Blacks' and whites' blood is kept separately in blood banks, although most doctors would not hesitate to use whatever blood is available in an emergency. Recently, however, a white ambulance driver in Johannesburg refused to pick up an African woman in labor on the sidewalk...
...shambled across the 18th green like a young grizzly bear, his pudgy face ruddy from the sun, his white cotton shirt soggy with sweat, his cream-colored cap perched precariously on the back of his close-cropped blond head. Tournament officials clustered anxiously on the apron while grey-uniformed state troopers strained to hold back the surging gallery; on all sides, TV cameras zeroed in to carry the scene to 9,000,000 home viewers across the nation. But Jack Nicklaus might have been alone on a practice green for all the emotion he displayed. Intently, impassively, he hunched over...