Word: companion
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Couple of Dips. The President's health was excellent last week. The long-nagging pain in his back had almost disappeared; he took a couple of dips a day in the White House pool (floating on his back one afternoon, he called out to a swimming companion: "I wonder if Maris or Mantle will beat Babe Ruth's record?"), and he was looking forward to playing some golf this fall. During the weeks when his back ailment had limited his physical activity, he had gained 10 Ibs., and his face appeared puffy; now he was down...
...speciality of their approach. Even so, observers are at a loss to explain the proliferation in terms that make any economic sense. The magazine field is littered with the bones of recent giants: Collier's (d. 1957 with 4,165,000 circulation), Woman's Home Companion (4,225,000 when it died by the same stroke of the Crowell-Collier ax), Country Gentleman (which perished in 1955 with 2,566,000 circulation). Only last month, Esquire administered the coup de grâce to its sister publication, Coronet, which had a paid circulation of 3,122,628. Some...
...turning point in this season's conversational activities arrived yesterday when an intense young Harvard undergraduate turned to his companion at the Yard Punch and asked nasally, "And what kind of a football team will Brooklyn College have this year...
...luckily, it isn't quite that simple. In the fifth scene we're introduced to Nancy Foyle, who is travelling as companion-secretary to her poet-aunt. And Nancy, who beautifully sings "Where Shall I Find Him?", has her own problems. We begin to wonder whether its John and Mrs. Craig or John and Nancy. But it really doesn't seem all that important...
...speculatively eying a Negro just out of the picture. "Let that one go," says one. "He says he don't wanna be mah equal." He treats the space race between Russia and the U.S. with barbell scorn: a monkey up a tree demands of its space-suited companion back from a quick zip through the firmament, "Where the hell have you been?" Ranging across the world for targets, he aims at many, misses few. Mauldin's Khrushchev stands in the U.N., a squat, solitary and ridiculous figure with his own shoe stuffed into his mouth. As for Russia...