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...disturbed" ward of a mental hospital, Dwight Anderson was, in his own words, "a 50-year-old derelict." In the words of his attending physician, he looked like "a disheveled man of past 60, with a bad heart and an incurable mental disorder." There seemed small hope 18 years ago of saving the little that was left to save. But Dwight Anderson's alcoholism was treated as an illness, rather than a crime, and he recovered...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: The Dry Drunkard | 10/9/1950 | See Source »

...south wind blew across Lake Erie. On the narrow beach at the end of East 185th Street in Euclid, Ohio, a group of small sea-rovers collected excitedly around a yellow rubber raft. A few hundred feet out in the lake, drifting away in the offshore wind, was a derelict canoe-the legitimate prize of anyone who could salvage her. The rubber raft (Navy surplus), which Dickie Bauer, 14, had bought with money he had earned caddying, was bravely launched from the beach...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CHILDREN: The Adventurers | 4/24/1950 | See Source »

...were aboard. Two of them lay with their arms around each other. One of them sprawled over the raft's end, the other lay on the bottom in the sloshing, near-freezing water. All were dead of exposure. Two days later a Coast Guard patrol picked up the derelict canoe, floating emptily, still anyone's prize...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CHILDREN: The Adventurers | 4/24/1950 | See Source »

...pogroms for Paris, he had never really settled down. Haunted by his memories and searching for escape, he found it only in his unearthly, richly colored paintings, more like astral visions than the real world, with ghostly men & women, wandering violins, fish, cows and roosters floating across them like derelict balloons...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: The Wanderer | 4/3/1950 | See Source »

...book can be judged by its cover, but in the case of Wait for Tomorrow the publishers have made it almost easy. In the right foreground, out of a Dali-type desert, rises a stack of 85 gold coins. A kingly crown lies in the sand nearby, and a derelict liquor bottle dribbles into oblivion. In the distance a ridge of bloody mounds bars the way to a paradisiacal grove of cloud-pink skyscrapers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: There Is No Importance | 3/27/1950 | See Source »

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