Word: eared
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...month. Unless dental cowards-and professionally conservative dentists-fill some of the hospital's cavities soon, the pioneering venture will have to be abandoned. Only the stockholders cannot lose: the building would make a quick hit as a specialized medical hospital, e.g., for ear-nose-throat cases...
...native of Pittsburgh. N.Y., DeForest Clinton Jarvis graduated from the University of Vermont College of Medicine, and in 1909 opened an office in Barre (pop. 12,000), headquarters of the granite-for-tombstones industry. He concentrated on diseases of the eye, ear, nose and throat. Now 78, a roughhewn, granitic specimen, he still treats a few patients in an office whose windows are blazoned with his name in letters almost a foot high...
With her second Broadway role, Anne Bancroft has given her answer-and upstaged her contemporaries. At the summit of the American theater, Julie Harris, Geraldine Page and Kim Stanley have a brilliant new competitor. Such names as Hayes, Cornell and Fontanne ring distant on the ear-echoes from another generation. "We've come to the end of gracious ladies in the theater," says Producer Harold S. (Fiorello!) Prince. "Why, I don't know. But this girl Bancroft is the greatest there is. She marks the beginning...
Italian from Galway. What Anne Bancroft nightly brings to Annie Sullivan, besides sheer physical stamina, is an extraordinary talent for observation, an ear and an eye for the small, significant detail that transforms mimicry into understanding. So the coarse, curbside intonations of The Bronx were erased with intuitive skill at the flare of a footlight and the rise of a curtain. Seesaw's Gittel spoke with an inflection that convinced thousands of theatergoers that the actress must be Jewish ("I didn't even know what a Jew was until I was grown up," says Anne Bancroft). As Annie...
Apart from Major Hall's crochet hooks. the image that lingers longest with the reader is that of poor Ella Haggin on a coconut isle with the ominous thrum of bongo drums in her ear, while the natives chomp raw fish for an appetizer. Author Eliot confides that eventually Ella got a divorce, but otherwise she leaves this and many another story in just the tantalizingly scrappy shape she found it in family memoirs or the gossip sheets of the gilded age. Either because of fellow feeling (she is herself the child of an Anglo-American match and bears...