Word: desk
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...beaches. He joshed the Chicago Tribune's spade-bearded Jack Thompson, whose whiskers are greying now: "There was a lot more brown in that beard." Like any old soldier, he talked of the war and reiterated the old unanswerable question: What did these sacrifices mean? Leaning against his desk, he said earnestly: "The people who know war, those that experienced it . . . I believe we are the most earnest advocates of peace in the world. I believe those people that talk about peace academically but who never had to dive into a ditch when a 109 came over-they really...
...madam called Fauna who runs the Bear Flag and once masterminded a flourishing South American export trade in shrunken human heads. She keeps a former competitor's noggin in a desk drawer to remind her of the good old days...
...happened that your offices in New York had been swept away by some fervid desire to drain the lifeblood from local citizens and had established a blood-donor center on the main floor. Unwittingly, I entered the building and presented myself at what seemed to be a reception desk. The lady behind the desk was overjoyed to see me, and I thought that the public-relations staff of the magazine had been particularly diligent in its indoctrination. I was asked my name, my habitat, some personal history and my blood type. This again was ascribed by me to be part...
...President's daily schedule of appointments is usually pretty dull: a conveyor belt of officials and politicians who pass through his office at intervals between 8 a.m. and 6 p.m. and dump their problems and requests on his desk. One day last week President Eisenhower got a welcome surprise when Lynda Widerberg, a pretty blonde in a soft blue organdy dress, walked into his office and announced, "I was going to kiss...
...later the photographers crowded into the office and posed the Widerberg family around the President. In the midst of the picture-taking Ike suddenly slipped his shell-rimmed glasses over the nose of Gregory Widerberg, 6. Greg blinked in surprise. After the pictures, the President went behind his great desk and beckoned to the kids in his best grandfatherly manner. "Come on around here," he said, rummaging through the desk drawers, "and we'll see if I haven't got something for you." As the children gathered around him, Ike fished out two quarters and two dimes, tried...