Word: careers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...other folks got madder. Detroit newspapers, which covered Rose City's uproar for all it was worth, discovered that Scott had been arrested in 1931 for drunken driving in Flint, in fact was converted to religion a short three years ago after a nondescript career as a salesman, industrial worker and beer-truck driver...
Pakistan would begin its career with no cotton mills, jute mills, iron or steel works,† copper or iron mines. Jinnah hoped to compensate for this weakness with foreign support, might keep Pakistan a British dominion even if Hindu India declared complete independence...
...raining when Career Diplomat George Messersmith landed in Buenos Aires a year ago. Last week, when the retiring U.S. Ambassador took his leave it was raining again. But there the resemblance between the two occasions ended...
...high hopes. The station says it picked her over 1,000 applicants.* Flossy herself has few doubts that she will be a wow. Almost since the day when, at 14, she came out of Allendale, N. J. and into the public eye as a Powers model, her career has been steered by an indulgent, avuncular "board of directors": John Robert Powers, Columnist Walter Winchell, Publicist Steve Hannagan, Cinemogul Robert Goldstein, Singer Morton Downey. "They're wonderful," she says. "I couldn't move without their advice." The board thinks she's rather wonderful, too. Says Powers: ". . .A modern...
Most of the rest of Chevigny's summer scripts, he says, will be in the tall-story tradition. Tall stories come naturally to him: he is a native of Missoula, Mont., on the edge of Bunyanland. In 1943, after a successful career in West Coast radio, Chevigny lost his sight. He learned to dictate his scripts, which he once punched out on a typewriter, has since sold 550 scripts for the Morton Downey show, 97 for the U.S. Treasury, 15 free-lance scripts, five short stories, two articles. Betweentimes he wrote a book, My Eyes Have a Cold Nose...