Word: catchingly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...eleven, Mimi was a regular winner of amateur contests around Vancouver, B.C., where she grew up. At 15 she had a fulltime job singing at Vancouver's Mandarin Gardens. "It was a real trap," she remembers. "If you shut the front and back doors, you'd catch every hoodlum in town." Mimi drifted down to Oregon, then headed north to the hurly-burly of Alaska. "A guy named Phil Ford had an act there. I saw him, and he saw me. Sparks flew...
...grimy face and its public image. Last week the railroad's coaches sported the latest evidence of its campaign: a gay new insignia to replace the drab, 100-year-old L.I. in a circle. The insignia: a red, yellow and blue emblem showing a harried commuter rushing to catch a train, eyes glued to his watch and hand gripping a briefcase and umbrella. The new insignia for "The Route of the Dashing Commuter," is designed to humanize the Long Island, point up the fact that 98% of the time it now gets passengers to their destinations on schedule...
...about a frumpy lady chimney sweep who is turned into a "beautiful, glamorous movie star," covers familiar ground wtih unfamiliar dexterity; if we must have more jokes about Method acting, let us by all means have Mr. Feiffer's image of "The Inner Me Acting Academy." His ear for catch phrases and talent for parodying them are as precise and effective as ever; in the story entitled "Boom!" he reproduces a dialogue of two generals discussing their progress: "This is last year's bomb. We thought it was pretty ultimate, remember?" "Boy, were we naive...
Dempsey & Duchin. By 1933, Har-onicist Adler had begun to catch on, and next year he went to England. Despite a mixed reception from the critics, he was a box-office smash. He married Eileen Walser, a London model, and began to tour the world. He was away so long that when he decided to come home in 1939, no one remembered him. "I was offered a job," he recalls ruefully, "in Jack Dempsey's bar." Then an appearance with Eddy Duchin got him started again. When World War II started, he traveled the world once more, entertaining troops...
...they had to quit after two miles. For five more months, they camped in the open, drifting, drifting. There was the sad rite of shooting the dogs, the terror of being dragged off the ice by vicious 1,100-Ib. sea leopards that could leap from the water and catch a running man. The expedition physicist scrawled in his tattered diary: "A bug on a single molecule of oxygen in a gale of wind would have about the same chance of predicting where he was likely to finish...