Word: crystalize
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Notre Dame's fancy football team, on a 24-game undefeated streak, worked out last week in the ballroom of the Lord Baltimore Hotel. With doors locked, visitors excluded, and street shoes on their feet, halfbacks feinted & faked under the crystal chandeliers. Coach Frank Leahy was giving his new U-formation (with two quarterbacks squatting just behind the center) a final tune-up. Leahy, the perfectionist, wanted to be sure...
Robert's worried father sent "him west for his health, engaging Teacher Smith as his companion. It was the boy's first look at New Mexico, and he fell in love with it. Teacher and pupil talked like philosophers, and dressed like prospectors; Robert added to his crystal specimens, and learned to sit a horse...
...neither a polished writer nor a knowing crystal-gazer. But brawny Irving Kupcinet (pronounced CUP-senate) had proved, to the satisfaction of Marshall Field's Chicago Sun-Times, that one good local columnist will outsell all the syndicated canned goods on the market. "Kup's Column," a casually tossed salad of chitchat and nightclub gossip with a Leonard Lyons-like flavor, is easily the most widely read feature in Chicago...
...Cloudy Crystal. At 36, Kup is still the stage-struck footballer who loves to meet celebrities. Ruggedly built (6 ft. 1½in., 215 lbs.) for a rugged 16-hour-a-day job, he is hearty and likable, though newsmen wince when he calls them "buddy-boy." (He calls Gable "Clarkie.") Once he proudly noted in his column that his seven-year-old daughter has a standard answer to kids who ask what her father does: "He writes the best damn column in town, and if I don't say so, they twist...
...bright and late at a white sandstone building at 42 Schlüterstrasse. From the second-floor balcony windows, the sound of scores of stamping feet and the melody of a rousing polka carried into the silent street. Beyond the curtained windows, in one of eleven rooms brilliant under crystal chandeliers, the hundreds of Berlin's international set were being greeted by a short, thin man in uniform. His perfectly bald head with a wiggly scar on one side distracted their gaze from his soft brown eyes. He was Major General Jacob Prawin, chief of the Polish military mission...