Word: connors
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Stung by Dr. Sabin's attack, Foundation President Basil O'Connor snapped: "Old stuff." The Cincinnati researcher, he tartly recalled, has received $853,314.71 in grants from the foundation, which will continue to support...
...Connor pleaded: "Let's not have the Salk vaccine talked to death...
...some unforeseeable magic, would peter out by August, when the National Foundation for Infantile Paralysis will finish inoculating first-and second-graders. Said Dr. Scheele. in a thinly veiled reference to the foundation's widely known determination to get an effective vaccine within Founder-President Basil O'Connor's lifetime: "You cannot make viruses meet deadlines." Largely because of this hasty effort, the 1955 polio vaccination schedule had been dangerously premature. Now, said Dr. Stokes, we have "a crippled vaccination program...
These ten witheringly sarcastic stories come from another talented Southern lady whose work is highly unladylike. Still in her late twenties, and the product of a college writing class (State University of Iowa), Georgia's Flannery O'Connor has already learned to strip the acres of clay-country individuality with the merciless efficiency of a cotton-picking machine. She can also slash through the window boxes and buckthorn hedges and expose the peckernecks who have moved to town and put on pretensions. Her instruments are a brutal irony, a slam-bang humor and a style of writing...
Only in her longest story, The Displaced Person, does Ferocious Flannery weaken her wallop by groping about for a symbolic second-story meaning - in this case, something about salvation. But despite such arty fumbling, which also marred Author O'Connor's novel Wise Blood (TIME, June 9, 1952), this is still a power ful and moving tale of an innocent Pole who stumbles against the South's color bar. Whatever her uncertainties in the longer form, Flannery O'Connor packs a punch in her short stories that for sheer sardonic brutality occasionally recalls the early Graham...