Word: creaming
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...housing project. Police charged unemployed Factory Hand Clarence C. Underwood with the killing and said he dropped a gun when accosted and cried: "Shoot me-Martin Luther King is dead!" In the Virgin Islands, Contractor Roger D. McKibbin Jr. was knifed to death at a drive-in ice-cream store while his three young children watched. Police arrested Michael Raymond Crowe, 29, a former mental patient from New York who was said to have vowed to kill the first white...
...LEADERSHIP. ARVN officers traditionally represent the cream of Vietnamese society, a social caste preserved by stiff educational requirements for officer candidates. Thus, unlike the North Vietnamese and Viet Cong armies, ARVN offers little opportunity for skilled soldiers to rise up from the ranks. The result is that it suffers both in loss of potential talent and in its political image among the peasantry. Until recently, Abrams had made little dent at all in opening up the military establishment, but just last week he won a promise from the government to promote between 4,000 and 6,000 from the ranks...
...this are those who have heard S. & G. sing the sound-track themes from Mike Nichols' The Graduate. To their sur prise, they have found that rock can be enjoyed without the fever required to fly with the Jefferson Airplane, slam with the Doors, or whip with the Cream...
...publishing, and the first woman member of the New York Stock Exchange. There were elegant ones, and dowdy ones, and young ones, and black ones, and behatted ones. The ladies were fed on seagull soup, delicate chicken breasts with green noodles and pickled apricots, and multi-colored ice-cream in the shape of cellos, tubas, or clarinets. The lady to my left, small and pleasant, began to talk of her daughter. "...And she went to Wellesley. But she grew a bit too fond of all the boys' schools around, so she didn't finish. Now she is working with...
...glance at the two girls with their dribbly double butterscotch icecream cones, and the San Francisco cable-car conductor decided that such delights were not for him. "Ladies," said he sternly, "you've got to get off if you don't throw away your ice-cream cones." Since Frisco's conductors are nothing if not captains of their cars, a chastened Lynda Bird Robb, Husband Chuck and their official San Francisco hostess meekly stepped off the Russian Hill clang-along to hoof it a while on their sightseeing trip...