Word: dog
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...about the unsung heroine or the helper to the do-it-yourself hobbyist? One needs to be a jack-of-all-trades, attending to . . . the dishes, watering, bathing the kids and dog; weeding, washing the car, answering the phone and door. Then there's the errand running: upstairs for the hammer, down the basement to hunt for the missing pipe wrench. "Hold this board at just this angle at just this moment." "Please get me some more putty." There is sanding. Especially the corners and awkward spots which won't respond to power equipment held in other hands...
...told the crowds on a trip home to Oregon last year. "I'm just a country boy, just a punk governor from a little state." His appointment as Secretary of the Interior, he said, reminded him of the small boy who entered his pet pooch in a pedigreed dog show; when told he was sure to lose, the boy replied, "That's all right-I didn't expect him to win. I just wanted to enter him so he could meet a lot of nice dogs...
...alone requires $3.5 billion worth of new power by 1974, and no conceivable Congress would pungle up that much money for one region. "This country," said McKay, "is growing so rapidly that we must have the effort of everyone. The Federal Government cannot do it all." And a federal dog-in-the-manger attitude holds off private capital...
...Gina," says a producer who knows her well, "is the cinematic animal, as specialized as a hunting dog. She is governed by a perfect, sure instinct for what she does. She gets up in the morning and thinks of the movies. She works at them, and at lunch she talks about them. She knows nothing whatever about ordinary little details of life . . . how much a ticket from Rome to Paris costs, or what time the train leaves. She would think nothing of it if you told her you had paid $500 for a Cadillac. But she knows how much...
...lordlier days when there were no such irritants as the Viet Minh. Each had a red pencil in his hand. Beneath their hands the map was slashed with red lines, until Viet Nam began to look like a body crisscrossed with bloody welts. On the lawn outside, a dog howled at the moon...