Word: drove
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...mile farther down the mountain stood a small tent-city where a Marine detachment and Secret Service men shivered all the chill night through. Before the Little White House several members of the detachment stood guard. Presently up the wooded lane with a Secret Service man at the wheel drove a little touring car bearing a 1935 Georgia license plate whose sole symbol was "R." Behind it came more Secret Servants in a big Pierce-Arrow bearing a District of Columbia license and another plate, emblazoned "USSS." From the door of the Little White House, President Roosevelt emerged. His bodyguard...
...through the heart of Atlanta drove the Presidential party amid cheers, out Peachtree Street to Piedmont Park where white school children were gathered to see him. Then the President rolled on to Atlanta University for a Jim-Crow repetition of the same ceremony with Negro school children. Of the 85,000 seats in Georgia Tech's Grant Stadium only some 50,000 were filled but crowds were gathered outside at loudspeakers, the better to hear if not to see. There the President opened the campaign of 1936. After that one excursion the President returned to Warm Springs, the game...
Twenty-four hours later President Roosevelt descended from his private car in the streets of Warm Springs, Ga. Henry N. Hooper, manager of the Warm Springs Foundation, was on hand to welcome him. A CCC band struck up a tune, and the President drove off accompanied by his personal secretaries Marguerite ("Missy") Le Hand and Grace Tully, past the Foundation where crippled children were lined up in wheelchairs to wave to him, on up the road to the Little White House on the slopes of Pine Mountain where Daisy McAffee was cooking his dinner...
Within the guarded grounds Franklin Roosevelt on succeeding days drove his own special-built 1931 model Ford back & forth: down to the pools every morning for his health swim, back for lunch, out again in the afternoon. Passing the golf links he occasionally stopped to jibe at newshawks at play. Passing their cottage where a sore-muscled group was lounging on the veranda he shouted: ''How are the cripples this morning?" and drove on roaring at his own joke. Also he took the first good afternoon to drive out to his 2,500-acre farm where he learned...
When two automobiles collided in Queens, N. Y. and one drove on without stopping, a bystander jotted down the license number, notified police. Few minutes later radios in Queens, Manhattan & Bronx police cars intoned: "Signal 32. Signal 32.* Stop car 1N-72-35 heading for New York, liable to cross Queensboro Bridge any moment." At Queensboro Bridge five patrolmen lay in wait, finally spotted car 1N-72-35 inching toward them in the heavy traffic. Training a repeating rifle on the burly driver, they ordered him out, gulped when they recognized George Herman ("Babe") Ruth...