Word: crisps
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Long recognized as having great speed and a wicked curve, Jones has finally conquered the wildness that made him a vagabond during most of his eleven years in organized baseball. Somehow San Francisco's crisp weather seems just right for Jones's aging right arm (he claims that it shrinks two inches every game). Somehow the stiff wind that blows in from Candlestick Park's leftfield now seems to make his curve ball more effective, though as a minor-leaguer he once vowed: "I'll never pitch in this windy city again...
...crisp sunshine and under cloudless skies, London readied itself for the much wrangled-over wedding of Princess Margaret and Antony Armstrong-Jones...
...will fill the public's sweet tooth. Walt Disney has taken Pollyanna off the back shelf and, at a cost of $3,200,000, has photographed the little horror in throbbing colors, bloated it with big names (Jane Wyman, Richard Egan, Adolphe Menjou. Karl Malden, Agnes Moorehead. Donald Crisp, Nancy Olson), and generally calculated its gasps and sniffles, homilies and heehaws with such shrewdness that Pollyanna emerges on the wide screen as the best live-actor movie Disney has ever made: a Niagara of drivel and a masterpiece of smarm...
...huge storage tank, and then spit it out as a short but enormously powerful jolt of energy. And Zeus is dangerous, a fact well known to every one of the electricians who swarm over it. The least of Zeus's bolts could burn them to a crisp. When Dr. Tom Putnam, physicist in charge, gets ready to ask Zeus to hurl a trial thunderbolt, he takes elaborate precautions. First he locks the monster in its room. Then he starts the "permissive chain" on the control board...
...election eve in New Hampshire, the big white clock in the cupola of Dover's city hall glowed down on the wintry town, and the resinous vapors of a torchlight parade gave a tang to the crisp night air. The kilted Granite State Highlanders tootled The Blue Bells of Scotland on their bagpipes, and John Fitzgerald Kennedy, the Democratic U.S. Senator from neighboring Massachusetts, marched behind them through the streets of Dover. In the city hall, 1,000 people waited to see Candidate Kennedy and to hear his last word in the first primary campaign of 1960. "Beginning tomorrow...