Word: dead-end
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...they shouted, "kiss her again!" (He did.) "How many children you going to have?" Joe: "We expect one; I guarantee that." Marilyn: "I'd like to have six." The ceremony, before Municipal Court Judge Charles Peery, lasted only three minutes. Then the bride & groom dashed unwittingly down a dead-end corridor, pushed their way back, finally drove off in Joe's blue Cadillac. Muttered Judge Peery glumly: "I forgot to kiss the bride." The Los Angeles Herald Express was dewy-eyed: "It could only happen here in America, this storybook romance...
...athletic man, Bellows chose the U.S. as his subject and never traveled outside its borders. He covered everything from the brittle polo-playing society of New Jersey to the whirling horror of a dance in a madhouse and the wise-eyed dead-end kids swarming the dirty banks of Manhattan's East River. He was one of the most imaginative artists of his time, and also one of the most versatile...
London's Notting Hill is a down-at-heels section of shabby streets and seedy tenements close by fashionable Kensington. In one of its dead-end streets sits a mouldering Georgian house that holds a distinction all its own. Three years ago No. 10 Rillington Place became known as "The Murder House." Beryl Evans and her 14-month-old daughter were cruelly strangled there; her husband, Tim Evans, went to the gallows for the crime. Last week, with a decisiveness that sent shivers of fascinated horror down the spine of London, No. 10 Rillington Place renewed its lease...
Pastor Ye Yun Ho, 34, of Korea has much to bind him to the U.S. He was educated by U.S. missionaries at Korea's Presbyterian Theological Seminary. Later, G.I.s chipped in to help him build a church for Seoul's dead-end kids, and many U.S. Christians sent him money when they read about his work in TIME (Feb. 16, 1948 et seq.). Now, at last, Pastor Ye had come...
...Dead-End Kid. The gift from God came into the world Jan. 31, 1921. Mario (real name: Alfredo Arnold Cocozza) was born and grew up in South Philadelphia. As part of the self-made Lanza legend, he sometimes likes to shock friends or interviewers by painting a lurid picture of his old neighborhood as a hotbed of crime, where stray gangster bullets might have nipped his career at any moment. Outraged by some of the tall tales, South Philadelphians once hurled stones and tomatoes at Lanza's grandfather's home, and made a public ceremony of smashing...