Word: drabs
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...developed a distinctive method of treating patients until, in 1940, he described his technique at a professional meeting and saw eyebrows lifting all around. By 1945 he had established himself at the University of Chicago as professor of psychology and set up a counseling center in a drab, three-story house on Drexel Avenue, half a block west of the campus. To the center trooped clients (Rogers avoids the term "patient") of all ages, from all walks of life. It has been going full blast ever since...
...aged 37), West wrote only four brief novels, but they were a full life's work. He wrote during that great interlude of negation, the Depression, when the "System" seemed to be breaking down -but among the whimpers of the jilted bachelors of arts of that drab time, West raised a man's voice in savage rage against the general condition...
...first blink, this seems to be one of those drab little British dramas in which an ill wind can be heard whistling across the raw clay of a new housing development. But there is an extra dimension: magic of sorts. At St. Bride's, a public school "of the second class," middle-aged Bill Mor wonders what to do with a life already half wasted in the chalky smog of history classrooms and hopelessly Potterized by his wife, a ruthless practitioner of "one-upmanship." The chance of liberation comes in the figure of a beautiful, boyish girl artist named...
...social breed, they have spearheaded the revolt of the Non-U's (for Non-Upper Class), a petty intelligentsia of teachers, technicians, journalists, veterinary surgeons and welfare officers, characterized (in the words of one critic) by "their long-playing records and their ponytail-haired wives." Drab, insular and irritable, the "new men" suggest that, in the semi-Marxist Welfare State, it is the people who wither away...
...Government Issue influence doesn't stop at this, though. The story is told of a somewhat drunken soldier, A.W.O.L., who took the wrong subway, and found himself in Harvard Square. A week unshaven, with uncut hair, wearing combat boots, olive drab pants, a khaki shirt and a combat jacket, he was stumbling around Arrow Street when two Radcliffe would-be bohemians found him and brought him to the Capriccio because they thought he must be an avant-garde poet...