Word: coatings
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...President Franklin Roosevelt, had been specially shipped in for the premiere from its permanent display place in Niagara Falls, Canada. "I'd love to have it for city driving," quipped Gazzara, who came to the screening decked out in a Capone-style pin-stripe suit, full-length rabbit coat, and half of the extra 20 lbs. he had put on for his role. The fans seemed more interested in the limo than the leading man; after giving Gazzara a polite moment of applause, they quickly crowded round for a close look at the $150,000 mobstermobile...
...never thought of it being my fifth Masters title-not until it was over and I was slipping on the green coat," declared Golfer Jack Nicklaus, 35, who collected $40,000 in prize money and one more winner's jacket at the Masters Tournament in Augusta, Ga. Others were more acutely aware of Nicklaus' achievement. "I can't say how I feel," said an anguished Tom Weiskopf, who lost the lead and eventually finished second (for the fourth time), in a tie with Johnny Miller. "How do you describe pain?" For Nicklaus, the tournament's most...
...name from the randy gamekeeper in Lady Chatterley's Lover. D.H. Lawrence makes no mention of secret panels but, reasons Krotz, "Lady Chatterley must have hung her dress somewhere to avoid telltale wrinkles." The somewhere is a secret compartment that any ordinary gamekeeper can build behind any ordinary coat rack. Other caches are less allusive but more ingenious. As Krotz's book amply diagrams, hiding places can be constructed behind false electric-plug plates, in drains or even around drain pipes. "Make a mysterious apparition of metal under the sink-a touch filthy. Who would want to stick...
...started looking for her keys. It took half an hour to realize that they were back in the car. Now! Getting her back to the car was another matter. We decided that it was necessary to wear a disguise. She put on my coat and pants. Back to the Burger Queen...
...arrive to ferry across to Aristotle Onassis' private Ionian island of Skorpids and witness the simple rites he had requested and bury him under a cypress tree near his only son Alexander. At last the motor cortege pulled up, and when the American woman in a black leather coat appeared, a murmur ran through the watchers. "A widow for the second time," whispered one old woman in a black shawl. A Mona Lisa smile crept briefly across Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis' face, or perhaps it was simply an involuntary grimace at a world forever watching. Behind the dark sunglasses...