Word: eyeful
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...democracy." He took the profits of Venezuela's oil-fed prosperity, lavished them on jobmaking monuments, public buildings, superhighways, military officers' clubs. Although he left the country's illiterate peasants and day laborers in hovels, he perched a luxury hotel, a glittering restaurant and an eye-popping skating rink on top of a mountain, connected them to Caracas and the sea with a soaring system of cable cars, then started boring a tunnel under the mountain. With such elaborate pump-priming to ensure economic wellbeing, he felt safe in crushing political independence. Who would want...
...Mays, 33, decided on a rare and ingenious operation developed in Russia and China, seldom done previously in the U.S. The idea: to take one of Dougherty's salivary glands (there are three on each side) and reroute it so that the saliva would flow into the right eye socket and restore his vision. In a delicate, 2½-hour operation, Surgeon Mays cut into Dougherty's right cheek, freed the parotid salivary duct almost back to the ear, cut it free from the inside of the mouth with a bit of mucous membrane attached, then...
...doctor had told him he could expect to see again soon after the operation. Still no tears came. Then one noon Dougherty heard a lunch cart rattling down the corridor. As it stopped at the door, he smelled the food. His mouth watered-and so did his right eye. Dougherty began to see again...
Perhaps because the disturbed tissues were swollen, the duct at first carried no saliva. But when Dougherty heard and smelled the lunch wagon, the flow was copious. Says Dougherty, a former railroad freight handler who has been unable to work for five years: "My eye watered so much I had to put a towel on my lap. But when the watering stopped, I could see the food." From having been able to distinguish only light from dark, Dougherty developed 20/200 vision-enough for him to travel alone to the hospital last week for a checkup. His vision is expected...
When Mamie Van Doren slipped out of her evening gown behind a poolside screen and reappeared in a bathing suit, an advertising-agency man with a sharp eye on rehearsals objected that the strapless suit looked too much like underwear. "This stuff may be O.K. for Havana," he said, "but how about East Cupcake, Iowa? That's where I'm from. I carry it around up here in my head." Somehow, on a Havana Sunday morning. Wardrobe's Consuelo Gana managed to produce a selection of a dozen more bathing suits to the measure of East Cupcake...