Word: chauffeured
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Last week all Athens knew why. Some years ago middle-aged Stavroula had married her handsome young chauffeur, a staunch Communist. A divorce was soon arranged, and the affair seemed forgotten. The party, however, has a long memory-and Stavroula had been issued a party card...
...headquarters in Paris, Belgium's Paul-Henri Spaak was telling one on himself. Spaak spends three days each week in Brussels. There recently he had to make a radio speech. His chauffeur was away, so he hailed a taxi. "The radio building," he ordered the driver. "Sorry, m'sieur," said the cabby, "I haven't the time to drive you. Premier Spaak speaks on the radio tonight, in a few minutes in fact, and like a loyal Socialist I'm going to listen." Glowing with pleasure at the words, Belgium's Premier nevertheless...
Party with Cuties. He moved his blonde wife, Dolores, a Sunday-school teacher, to a $40,000 English-style house on twelve acres of oak-studded land, with a big playhouse for daughter Kathleen, 4. He rolled around town in a chauffeur-driven car. He liked to peel off $100 bills from a fat roll to pay for a haircut, wowed Edwardsville's drugstore cowboys by flashing $1,000 bills. He staked the town's bowling team to a trip to a Detroit tournament. He bought a duck hunters' show place in Arkansas, dropped...
...General about it, he said: "Go ahead, I don't mind. Everybody else has written a book." So next week Kay Summersby's Eisenhower Was My Boss will be published. It is the story of her life from 1942 to the end of the war as chauffeur, aide and secretary to General Ike. Written from notes and memory, and whipped out with the help of a professional writer, it is a lively, garrulous, gossipy addition to the war's memoirs...
Apparently everybody wanted to meet the tall, lean, animated County Cork girl who was Ike's chauffeur. That summer General George Patton invited her and WAC Ruth Briggs (General "Beetle" Smith's secretary) over to Sicily to lunch...