Word: cold
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...wily lefthander Bill Snow will probably go to the hill. If Snow has to leave, the visitors may get an-another look at Everett Dorr, and the prospects shouldn't frighten them too much. Three weeks ago on Soldiers Field, Dorr succumbed to the wind and cold weather, walking four men in the last of the ninth to hand the Crimson a close 7-6 victory...
...have pointed up the rather ironic similarity of the "phony war" of the winter of 1939-40, and the "cold war" of the winter of 1947-48. Even the most sanguine will have to admit that although most of the principal characters in the play have been changed, the plot remains the same...
Last week, he pasted a neat miniature of Molotov in his album: "Cannonball head . . . comprehending eyes . . . slab face ... a man of outstanding ability and cold-blooded ruthlessness ... I have never seen a human being who more perfectly represented the modern conception of a robot . . . His smile of Siberian winter, his carefully-measured and often wise words, his affable demeanor, combined to make him the perfect agent of Soviet policy in a deadly world . . . Havoc and ruin had been around him all his days . . . How glad I am at the end of my life not to have had to endure...
...Henry Morgan, three parts Arthur Godfrey and a dash of Colonel Stoopnagle; it is a blend of the outrageously unexpected and the shaggy dog joke. In the middle of a recording, a voice may suddenly announce: "I've got cole slaw in all my pockets. I'm cold." Sometimes Hawthorne heckles his lovesick records. "What are you in the mood for, honey?" he will ask during the opening bars of a song. "I'm in the mood for love," the record croons back...
...consistently refused to promote him beyond a certain point. Much wonder that he was able to say, "When I sit in the garden in the cool of the evening ... I feel as if I never could go home. India has burnt itself into me and I dread the cold and wet country of my birth...