Word: drawls
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...game for the championship last year, the Browns were ahead, 16-10, there were only a couple of minutes left to play, and the Lions had 80 yards or something to go for the winning touchdown. But in the huddle, Layne told them in that silly old Texas drawl of his, 'Jes' block a little bit, fellers, and ol' Bobby'll pass ya right to the championship.' And he went...
Farnsworth created confidence in his mental health program almost completely by himself. A friendly rugged six footer with a trace of a West Virginia drawl, he has a background of knowledge and experience to accompany his personality, and a familiarity with books that allows him to indulge in quoting Dostoevsky, Ortega y Gasset, or Gordon Allport. He was termed a "brilliant" student at the Harvard. Medical School, from which he graduated in 1933, and his education continued in the Navy, on a South Pacific Hospital ship, and Bethesda during World War II where he learned the mental problems of young...
...YELLER-HEADED SUMMER, by Francis Irby Gwaltney (207 pp.; Rinehart; $3), proves once again that a passel of li'l ole mental defectives can be pretty funny if they speak with a Southern drawl. Dim-witted Jack Winters, hero of this first novel, is constable of Walnut Creek, Ark., and a Bedder-which means that his folks were pore white trash who scratched out a living in a dry river bed. But Jack is proud of his gun and his badge; he loves to crank up the siren on the state police car, and his noblest ambition used...
...have any guts?" Will manages to get into the extraordinary jam of being awarded two medals posthumously ("We had give our lives for our country, which was about as far beyond the call of duty as you could get") while he is still alive. Will tells his own story, drawl and all, and is very funny telling...
...know . . . the Nazis . . . had to leave (your voice should break about here) . . . wouldn't go back for the world . . . memories you know. But (brighten up here) don't you think I've done wonders with that beastly German accent?" Since the only accent you posses is a slight Oxford drawl, picked up during occasional inter-House meals at Eliot, your listeners can not but be impressed by the inherent veracity and pathos of your story. If they are true gentlemen, they will drop the subject of Europe immediately out of respect for your tender memories, thus saving much embarrassment...