Word: fasted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Against Whom? As Nehru, dressed in white cotton, mounted the Prime Minister's bench, anxious citizens jammed the public galleries, formed queues into the street. In a dampening speech, Nehru stood fast on his policy of neutrality and nonalignment in pacts, even knocked down suggestions that India join Pakistan for the united defense of the subcontinent (TIME, May 11). "We do not propose to have a military alliance with any country, come what may, and I want to be clear about it," Nehru said. He was all for settling mutual problems and living in peace with Pakistan...
...many as 30 Greyhound buses a day clank up the mountain road carrying the marks (Harrah refunds $6 of the $7.45 fare). Almost singlehanded, greying Bill Harrah has put the grey-flannel org man on top of a world that once belonged to the flashy lone wolf with fast fingers...
Status with a Splash. These last week were typical members of the new fast-growing brotherhood of the sea. In Florida and Kentucky, in Illinois and Texas, in Oregon and Nevada and Georgia-wherever land stops and water begins, and even where the water's edge is a day's journey-U.S. families were caught with boat fever. The sport that 20 years ago was confined largely to fishermen and the rich has become a pastime enjoyed by some 40 million U.S. citizens. In just twelve years the number of boats that churn...
...this worthy education, the harried U.S. Coast Guard rescue squadrons have more trouble than they can handle, and it gets worse every year. Says one Coast Guard commander wearily: "They run aground, they run into buoys, they run into each other. They overload small boats and they go too fast. If they have enough gas to go eight miles, they'll go eight miles straight out and then have to be brought in." Last year a Coast Guard boat chugged out to rescue a man whose brand-new, 36-ft. cruiser had broken down. The rescuers tossed...
...When his three-year-old daughter Lisbeth put her hands on the wet paint, he left the palm print rather than doctor the surface and destroy the spontaneous feeling. "I'm not trying to be a virtuoso," he explains, "but I have to do it fast. It's not like poker, where you can build to a straight flush or something. It's like throwing dice. I can't save anything...