Word: coffining
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Senate race. But the Republican reign in Maine has been slowly on the wane. And Lucia Cormier is bound to be helped by the fact that the state's Democratic slate is headed by one of Maine's champion vote getters, two-term Congressman Frank Morey Coffin, 40, scion of an old Maine Democratic family (his grandfather, grandmother and mother held political offices in the state), who put off his own ambitions for the Senate to run for the patronage-heavy Governor's seat, now occupied by young (39) Republican John H. Reed...
Francis Tarwater is 14 when his great-uncle dies at 84. The boy and the old man have lived alone on a back-country farm, and the boy knows what he must do: bury his uncle in the coffin the old man built himself and inscribed MASON TARWATER, WITH GOD. Old Mason tried it out when he finished it, but his belly protruded, and young Francis coolly remarked: "It's too much of you for the box. I'll have to sit on the lid to press you down or wait until you rot a little...
Ever since he died last October, King Sisavang Vong has been waiting. His body, suitably embalmed with formaldehyde, crouches in a throne-shaped coffin in the Royal Palace in Luangprabang in the fetal position, for the Buddhist monks say, "As we came into this world, so we shall leave it." The dead King is dressed in his most glittering robes and wears a gem-encrusted conical crown. His gaze is turned toward the wide, murmuring Mekong River where during his long life of 74 years he loved to watch canoe races and fireworks displays, often in the company of some...
...problem is not too many people but too many people in the wrong places. Like the U.S. itself, but more acutely, Britain in 1960 is a victim of "urban sprawl," the planless mushrooming of cities. Says Oxford Economist Colin Clark: "There is an area in central England, an oblong, coffin-shaped area, which includes more and more of our population ... If things go on as they are, we shall soon all be in the coffin...
...many of his Senate colleagues rose to praise him. Then Teddy Green took the floor. "After listening for some time," he said, "I began to wonder whether or not a great mistake had been made. I found my mind wandering, and I thought of myself as lying in a coffin in front of the dais, with my colleagues going by and dropping a flower or two as they passed." Notwithstanding his retirement, few Washingtonians thought Teddy Green was ready for flowers. Rather, they saw in him the embodiment of his favorite Latin phrase: Sinesco discens-I grow old learning...