Word: chatted
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...impromptu reference (a Democratic campaign billboard in Pennsylvania last week caught his eye and gave him a handy introduction to a speech). Among the throngs of greeters (ably abetted by his constant companion, Pat Nixon), he is friendly and easy, shaking as many hands as are offered, stopping to chat frequently. Old folks, invalids and children get special attention. Nixon is always dignified and cool-he has never been caught in a really embarrassing situation-and, like Kennedy, he shrinks from war bonnets, kissable babies, and other classic campaign situations that might make him ridiculous...
Flanked by two guards, a prison official and an interpreter, the two brothers met across a table and began, awkwardly at first, to chat. The bishop said he shared a cell in the hospital section with a 40-year-old Chinese who could speak English, that he received Chinese English-language papers, that he tried to keep in shape with morning calisthenics-"we did the same exercises with Papa." No, he had not been allowed to say Mass since his arrest 22 months...
Once Upon a Dream, a Personal Chat with all Teenagers (Bobbs-Merrill; $2-95), by Patti Page. Blather on how to be absolutely fascinating, although young. Singer Page's chapter on early marriage begins, "Please, Dear Hearts and Gentle People, not yet-not till you think it over. Do you know the statistics on adolescent marriages?'' There is no advice on how old one should be before attempting a book...
...said, "I had to fire the head of the National Bank today. Anybody here an economist?" Che's hand shot up. "I am, chief," he said. "All right, Che," said Fidel, "you're president of the bank." The meeting over, Castro stayed behind for a private chat with Che. "Say, I never knew you were an economist," said Fidel. "Economist!" said Che, astounded. "I thought you said Communist!" The most interesting thing about the story is that Che loves to tell it on himself...
...Boston hotel lobby not long ago, a Harvard professor stopped to chat with two impressively good-looking girls. As he walked on, a friend asked who they were. "Why, young ladies from Radcliffe," said the prof. With a look of astonishment, the man replied: "My God, how things have changed since I got my wife there...