Word: doored
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...started by my agreeing to baby-sit with our younger daughter Barbara, who is four years old. This was a bad mistake. My wife operates our apartment on an open-door policy. That is, she always keeps both doors unlocked, a big jar of candy on the television set, a bag of apples by the refrigerator, ice cream and soda pop in the refrigerator, and a box of cookies on the kitchen table. It's understandable that our place is a favorite hangout for the neighborhood kids. And there are lots of them. Sometimes they come in platoons...
...office. He was busy. Among other things, 18,000 of his workers were on the eve of a strike. After three more calls, I was told to call again in five minutes. To get everything just right for the interview, I went upstairs to a bedroom and closed the door. The lock on the door is broken, but I clicked the door shut with my foot, picked up the bedside phone. With pencil and pad in hand I put in the call...
...came through. A secretary said: "The president will talk to you now." I had just introduced myself when I heard a wild scream as the back door slammed. A second later some little cowboy came pounding up the stairs as fast as his short legs would carry him. With a sinking feeling, I realized that the chase was on. I clamped my hand over the phone to keep out the noise, and braced for the onslaught. I knew what was coming because I had been through this before. I stuck out a leg to bar the door and nearly lost...
...country." On another occasion: "It was the German army and not the German people that capitulated, and this the world had better remember." One day in 1949, when Adenauer visited U.S. High Commissioner John J. McCloy, the two men fell into a Gaston & Alphonse routine at the door. "After you, Chancellor," said McCloy, "I'm at home here." A chill smile flickered on Adenauer's flat, leathery face. "No, no," said he, "after you, Mr. McCloy...
...London at the time, and the Waterloo Airways Terminal is part of the postal district in which the letter was mailed. The message itself, according to Colonel Bassett, gave no clue to Burgess' whereabouts. It came, as The Manchester Guardian put it, "like a rap on the door-but when the door is opened, nobody is there...