Word: cooks
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...sixty-man committee, chaired by Peter C. Aldrich, a second-year MBA student, will send the statement to President Nixon and leading national businessmen. "The Business School represents people whose opinions will have the greatest impact on the leaders of the country." Newell C. Cook, first-year MBA student and member of the committee, said yesterday...
...when he notices that a reporter is watching him. "You're the one from Washington, aren't you? What's the matter, the President of the United States doesn't do things this way?" Then he gets through to Marie and tells her not to cook dinner, he'll take her and Marierose out to eat in New Rochelle...
...next time you happen to pass a garbage can, rummage through for a copy of Woman's Day or Family Circle. It simply is not men who come up with articles about what a kick it is to toilet train your child, or the ecstasy of learning to cook eggplant eighty-nine ways. If anything, women support the present role choice, and perpetuate the system by passing the same alternatives on to their children. For a playwright to berate society for its failures is generally futile-but less futile than choosing an illegitimate scapegoat...
...14th Ward. Entering St. Viator's College in Bourbonnais (a later pupil: Fulton J. Sheen), Sheil was ordained in 1910 and assigned to a middle-class parish. He caught Cardinal Mundelein's eye, however, and began to receive promising assignments. He served as chaplain at the Cook County jail, as an assistant at Holy Name Cathedral and was named chancellor of the archdiocese in 1923. A year later, on his first visit to Rome, he was received by Pius XI, and in 1928 he was consecrated bishop...
...reader, thinking he has had enough, starts to get up and walk out of this nightclub of the mind, Jacobs takes a breath and launches into another of his characteristic openings: "My name is Oliver August. I am friendly, a Moose. I try to believe in disarmament. I cook for a hobby. Every seven years my cells change. But each new cell sings of health and wellbeing. No matter how often I am replaced, I remain formidable. . . . Look into my eyes: rain puddles rich with life. My story should be told." Hypnotized by those glittering rain puddles, the reader...