Word: cellarer
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...months. Until the Nazis left, able-bodied male Italians had been afraid to walk the streets lest they be deported to forced labor in Hitler's Reich. Many a family in Rome had devised secret hideaways behind sliding panels or revolving bookcases, or at the ends of cellar labyrinths. There the menfolk could hide, subsist on meager, hoarded rations if the Gestapo came...
...exhorts: "Remember that . . . 500 empty tobacco tins . . . and a 50-word essay on 'Early Kentish Brass Rubbings' entitle you to the Pocahontas Mixture vacation offer, whereby you retire at sixty with most of your faculties impaired." He tells how a Mr. Bradley was drowned in his cellar with his wife and family ("I should have specified Sumwenco Super-Annealed Brass Pipe throughout [but] at least . . . under the Central American Mutual Perpetual Amortizational Group Insurance Plan our loved ones need not be reduced to penury...
...club was organized: The Protective Order of Moles. To share the deep wine cellar in a limestone cliff, one must swear that he had been driven to the molehill by a "Whistling Willie" or "Jerry, the Bomb Dropper...
...work on assigned jobs, under nonprofit contracts, in some 300 university and industrial laboratories. Their pay is their normal laboratory salaries. They get no royalties, no bonuses, no medals. Their work is surrounded with fantastic secrecy. When they meet for group talks, the meeting place is first searched from cellar to attic for eavesdroppers. Clerical workers often do not know even the name of the weapon being developed in their own laboratory. A few supersecret projects are carried on in isolated, walled villages which no one is allowed to enter or leave except on special permits. For further protection, each...
...rarely without a pipe in his mouth, a pencil in his hand and an idea for "a better way" to do whatever is being done. At home, in peacetime, he relaxed by working in a cellar machine shop building boats, driving a tractor on his New Hampshire farm. Now much too busy to indulge his various hobbies, he nonetheless startled his wife this winter by suddenly taking up late evening basket-weaving...