Word: cheeks
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...1850s, but Orville was a city boy, son of a Minneapolis storekeeper. He graduated magna cum laude from the University of Minnesota just in time to enlist in the Marines at the start of World War II. During the Bougainville campaign, a Japanese bullet ripped through his left cheek, left him unable to speak. As the wound healed-the scar is still visible-Freeman learned to talk again and in the process developed into an uncommonly forceful orator...
Under Archbishop Ritter. St. Louis has gained 41 new churches and 16 new hospitals. St. Louis has also acquired a warm feeling for the quiet archbishop, who is notoriously inaccessible to newsmen. Asked by one of them-tongue in cheek -whether as cardinal he planned to hold regular press conferences. Archbishop Ritter smiled broadly. "I think I'll wait to see what Senator Kennedy's going to do," he replied. "He may give you more press conferences than you'll know what to do with...
...revived the long dormant Enterprise for a plaything in 1952, aging (57) Dandy Lucius Beebe, onetime high-society chronicler for the New York Herald Tribune, genially proclaimed: "The editorial policy of the Enterprise is benevolent backwardness-reaction against everything." Last week the enterprising Enterprise, tongue only half in cheek, declared that since the centennial of the Civil War is to be observed next year, it might be fitting to reverse history and have the President of the U.S., "as umpire of battle re-creations," declare that the South had won after all. "In other words, permit the Southern states...
...failure he did not sulk; in success he was happy to use his wealth to help out his friends, including the caricaturist Daumier, who -impoverished and nearly blind-was about to be evicted from his cottage. Corot bought another cottage for Daumier and sent along a tongue-in-cheek explanation: "It is not for you I do this; it is merely to annoy your landlord...
...Hostage, by Brendan Behan. A gorgeous display of Erin-go-bawdry, keening Celtic lyricism and tongue-out-of-cheek irreverence. In an incoherent sort of way, it is all about an English soldier captive in Ireland...