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Word: clad (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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After twelve days in the vast loneliness of the world's last no man's land, six survivors of a crashed Navy flying boat, all members of the Byrd Expedition, were rescued on the edge of ice-clad Antarctica. Three of the crew had died...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRANSPORT: Help, Help, Help | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

...career well spent, not in search of scoops but in quest of understanding between peoples. In characteristic Lewis fashion, it would not end abruptly. First he would break in a successor. Then, some time in the spring, his spare, well-clad frame and his bass-drum voice would clear out of his small, wildly cluttered office in Washington's National Press Building. After that, he and the leisurely Times didn't quite know...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Sir Bill | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

...left. "It's hell being your own master," he says. "You work a 40-hour day instead of a 40-hour week." His pretty blonde wife, Esther-he calls her Bunny-brings the coffee, gets the meals and keeps guests from gumming up the production line. Slim, slack-clad Bunny Caniff doesn't have much to say when her talkative husband has visitors. Says she: "I'm afraid people will miss something Milt is saying...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Escape Artist | 1/13/1947 | See Source »

Geronimo! (Feb.). In Port Chester, N.Y., pajama-clad ex-Paratrooper Thomas Thomas bailed out of his second-floor bedroom, landed unhurt, explained: "I could swear I heard the sergeant yell 'Jump...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Jan. 6, 1947 | 1/6/1947 | See Source »

Hokum & Horseplay. To his celebrity friends, to budding sportswriters and the pathetic heavyweights he fed in the forlorn hope of some day owning a champ, Runyon was a hokum-laden, horseplaying, teetotaling, coffee-drinking (up to 40 cups a day, some said) legend. It was a legend clad neatly and gaudily in $200 suits, loud Charvet ties, studs and cuff links made out of gold pieces-and shoes at $50 a pair, broken in for him by the late Hype Igoe, a sports scribe who also wore size 5B. Like most rich Broadwayites, Runyon commuted from Manhattan to Miami...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Hand Me My Kady | 12/23/1946 | See Source »

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