Word: dame
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Kind words about natural science come from eminent churchmen at regular intervals. Kind words about religion come from eminent scientists with somewhat less regularity . . . What is the actual relationship between American Catholics and natural science?" asks University of Notre Dame Scientist Julian Pleasants in the current Commonweal. "Is it a happy marriage, a divorce, or a simple case of nonsupport...
Most of them said "sir," even to enlisted attendants. A few, glancing through new magazines, asked: "Who's this Marilyn Monroe dame?" A Turk spotted the Turkish flag hanging among others, buried his face in it, and cried, when an officer took it down and gave it to him. One prisoner walked all around a room, sticking close to the wall, when he might have strolled right across. A 50-year-old U.S. warrant officer bounced on an air mattress in the Freedom Village Red Cross lounge, drawled: "I just love to sit here and look at those capitalistic...
...Mike," she murmurs, toying with the buttons of her blouse. "Ride your imagination. Get it all out . . ." She lifts her lips to his. Gently he squeezes the trigger and blows a hole in her belly (the dame had it coming to her). "Then she went down like soft rope," says Mike as the film ends, "and there was only one thing left to do. Order a basket...
...stuff before rapt thousands, but will give just as intense a performance for an audience of one. Her first husband, Radio Comedian Ed Gardner, says that Shirley is always acting, on stage and off: "She sincerely believes in her self-cast roles. One day she would be a grande dame nobly giving me my freedom; the next, a contented little housewife singing in her kitchen...
...while Shirley was co-starring with Ralph Bellamy in Tomorrow the World, Ed Gardner came to her dressing room and asked for a divorce. Says her friend, Bill McCaffrey: "This thing came from left field and it floored her. Gardner had another dame." Shirley kept on giving excellent performances, but for months she wandered in a backstage daze. To quiet her nerves, the stage manager sent her to a chiropractor who dabbled in amateur psychoanalysis. Each day, Shirley would get into a one-piece bathing suit, lie on his operating table, and talk. She explains: "His idea was that...