Word: coatings
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Roberts let down the barriers. This week something like 25,000 fans will invade Augusta, trample its fairways and litter its clubhouse lawn; millions more will watch on TV. Only one of the competitors in U.S. golf's most prestigious tournament can win the $20,000, the green coat and the lifetime playing privileges, but all will leave proud that they were even invited to play at Augusta National, the club that three-time Masters Champion Jack Nicklaus calls "a monument to everything great in golf...
...enter the mayor's office another stereotype vanishes. People in Israel had told me about hand-carved mahogany chairs and tables inlaid with mother-of-pearl. On the contrary, the office is simple, nearly austere. Mayor Hamdi Kan'an is seated in front of a desk with his coat on; the room is under-heated on this unusually cold winter day. In a corner there is one electric heater. Mr. Kan'an tells me that the building trade in his city has been hit hard by the outcome of the June war. No construction work goes on, because nobody feels...
...handiwork remains behind. Last week the demands for specific reforms continued to multiply. More than 10,000 students crowded into the massive Prague Congress Hall, where they questioned party leaders and demanded everything from a neutral foreign policy to removal of the red star from the nation's coat of arms. When Forestry Minister Josef Smrkovsky rose to ask the students why they had omitted a pledge of friendship to the Soviet Union from one of their resolutions, the hall echoed with jeers and whistles...
...lacy, creamy shades of off-white. Swirling daytime dresses, gently skimming the knee, were worn with soft scarves and puffy berets. Heavily jewel-encrusted and embroidered vests gave sparkle and style to tailored white linen evening suits. Biggest hit of all was a trimly tailored, above-the-knee white coat boldly trimmed with Valentino's "V," emblazoned in brass on all four pockets...
Cesare Pavese, who died a suicide at 42 in 1950, was probably Italy's most honored postwar writer, though he remains virtually unknown to U.S. readers. This collection of four novels ought to redress that situation. The translation is fluent, and each work bears the distinctive Pavesean coat of arms...