Word: dust
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...late September, the day was warm; a stiff breeze whipped the flags atop the big tents and sent dust tides eddying and whirling among them. From the speaker's platform, a sea of humanity stretched away to the rim of the shallow natural basin, where the crowd had gathered. Here, on rolling land near Newton, Iowa, some 80,000 American farmers and townsmen, their wives, kids and relatives assembled last week for the granddaddy of all harvest fairs: the National Field Days, better known as the National Plowing Contest. Now they were giving their attention to their honorary chairman...
...livable condition. Now livable, for the average student who passes the academic year in a rather unkempt condition, does not mean gleaming sinks, glowing floors, and shiny new paint. All that is demanded is a clean sink, a usable shower or tub, and a comparatively dust-free bedroom. This is not demanding too much. But the returning undergraduate found it all too easy to carve his initials in the layers of dust in the bedrooms while the bathrooms were at best in fair shape...
...well financed Department of Buildings and Grounds. Their meager contribution toward getting the rooms into shape was a handful of untrained Freshman who came to Cambridge a day or so early to clean the bathrooms as best their lily white hands could. A month before this, many janitors dusted the rooms after they waxed the floors, but this was a humanitarian donation which thirty days of Cambridge obliterated. The Department of Buildings and Grounds might well invest early each September in a few mops, some dust rags, and a few cans of elbow grease manned by strong experienced arms...
...claim to being the greatest dramatist in the English language since Shakespeare-a claim recently supported by his erratic fellow Irishman, Sean O'Casey. Wrote O'Casey in a memorable tribute: "Look at the Theatre as it was . . . So sob-sisterly, so stupid, so down to dust was the Theatre then that God turned his back to it, made for Shaw, caught him by the beard, saying, 'Go up, my Irish son, and show, Shaw, what my Theatre should be, can be, for you're the one to do it.' And the great man went...
This spring the county health department obtained an injunction against the farm's racially mixed camp for children. A construction company refused to dredge the creek for swimming when they learned there was to be interracial bathing there; a crop-dusting firm refused to dust the farm's cotton. Then came dynamite-three sticks of it-which blew up the farm's roadside produce stand. After that there was an avalanche of insurance policy cancellations...