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...cigar chomper with a penchant for corny office signs (he has a "Panic Button" near his desk, and a sign that reads ARE YOU HERE WITH THE SOLUTION, OR ARE YOU PART OF THE PROBLEM?), Hank Barnes has already told the New York City traffic department that he will require both a day and a night driver for at least the next six months...
...annual banquet in Manhattan, he posed for pictures with a crop of 1961 gridiron stars, fitted in so perfectly that it was hard to tell who were the halfbacks and who was the President. Moving on to the convention of the National Association of Manufacturers, he puffed a cigar with the best of the businessmen, could easily have passed as a prosperous Boston paper-box tycoon. Again, at a roisterous meeting of Young Democrats in Miami, the beaming President was the personification of a Young Democrat. And, a few hours later, speaking to the leaders of the A.F.L.-C.I.O...
...cumulus cloud of cigar smoke drifted over the Waldorf-Astoria's grand ballroom as the heroes of bygone Saturdays settled back to listen to the speeches and entertainment. The occasion was the National Football Foundation's annual banquet, and the first man on his feet was Bob Hope. He was in top form, and when he sat down again, Hope left the old footballers weak with laughter. "Things have changed," he said. "I took a cab from the hotel to come here, and Carmine De Sapio was driving it." Then he turned to the young collegian award winners...
Died. The Most Reverend Francis Patrick Keough, D.D., 70, unassuming, cigar-smoking 11th Archbishop of Baltimore (the U.S.'s first Roman Catholic see), an Irish immigrant's son who served for 7 years as administrative board chairman of the National Catholic Welfare Conference, was known as "Archbishop of the poor" for his lifelong ministrations to orphans and the aged; of complications following a stroke; in Washington...
Marking his 93rd birthday, Texas' John Nance Garner bit off the end of the first cigar he had smoked since his 90th, and reported himself right pleased that his 47 years of private life finally outnumbered the 46 he had spent serving the public in jobs ranging from Uvalde County judge to Speaker of the House to Vice President. ("I am the only man," he once noted, "who ever walked from the most important office to one that doesn't amount to a hill of beans.") But this year the still spiny "Cactus Jack" gaveled down the traditional...