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...thousands and scores of thousands, they gave a cha cha cha rhythm to their chant of his name: "Kenn-e-dee! Kenn-e-dee!'' Women swooned while sighing "El macho divino" ("The divine he-man"). Carried away by his presence at Mass in San Jose Cathedral, the organist thumped out The Star-Spangled Banner, The Battle Hymn of the Republic, The Stars and Stripes Forever, and Yankee Doodle. Even the fact that his nose, after a weekend in Palm Beach, was pink and peeling, seemed to add to his appeal. Cried a teen-age girl in ecstasy: "Tiene...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign Relations: Success at San Jos | 3/29/1963 | See Source »

...same part throughout their acting careers. The greatness of Alec Guinness, in her opinion the finest modern actor, lies in his ability to completely assume the role he is playing, and not expand the part to fit his own personality. Miss Gish thinks that such acting lightweights as Sandra Dee and Tuesday Weld are a group of mediocrities; "You can't tell them apart...

Author: By Charles S. Whitman, | Title: Dorothy Gish | 3/12/1963 | See Source »

...quote Dee-Ann, "My dear, how really truly completely marvelous!" The article-that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Mar. 8, 1963 | 3/8/1963 | See Source »

...Rivals. No one could mistake the Big Two-Editors Nancy White of Harper's Bazaar and Diana Vreeland of Vogue (known to every friend and nonfriend in the trade as "Dee-ann"). Flanked by a squadron of outriders, they did not so much attend a show as occupy it. Miss White, a nonviolently well-dressed woman, with her broken wrist (the result of a slip on the ice before she left the U.S.) bound in a sling that changed daily with her outfit, got the honored spot on Coco Chanel's couch; but Mrs. Vreeland, turbaned, fiery-eyed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Fashion: Truly Completely Marvelous | 2/15/1963 | See Source »

...death, that it was with a bit of a shock that I recalled de los Angeles' remark to her accompanist Gerald Moore in his book Am I Too Loud? When he arrived backstage, weeping copiously after one of her opera performances, she greeted him with: "Don't worry, my dee-ah boy, I was only pretending to die, you know...

Author: By Kenneth A. Bleeth, | Title: Victoria de los Angeles | 1/28/1963 | See Source »

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