Word: fathers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Generally accorded the courtesy title of Prince, Aly will in fact have no official status till he succeeds his father as the Aga Khan. He will then have in British protocol the rank of first-class Chief, entitled to a salute of eleven guns...
...original staff of the late tabloid PM, later its national affairs editor and Washington chief. In 1946, in protest against the paper's editorial Redlining, he chucked his job and went over to the Post. A graduate of Columbia, an ex-G.I. and the father of two, Newsman Wechsler has written three books (including a biography of John L. Lewis). His credo for the Post: "It was said long ago that the function of a newspaper is to 'comfort the afflicted and to afflict the comfortable.' Too many newspapers have forgotten the words . . . We propose...
Then he was rushed off the ship to begin a hectic churning through Manhattan's radio and television studios (he appeared on ten shows in eight days). Missionary Salau (rhymes with allow) is a feature writer's dream. His father was a headhunter, he wears odd clothes, he obligingly describes the wonders of Western civilization in pidgin English. Said he of an elevator ride: "Time me go inside one fella room. Missus he sock 'im one fella button. This bockis him get up. Belly belong me like come...
Robert Salau was born about 42 years ago on densely wooded Vella Lavella, some 200 miles northwest of Guadalcanal in the Solomons group. His mother had been captured by his father's head-hunting tribe in a raid on another island. ("My people heathen, you know-killing one another.") When the Adventists set up a school in the beach village, young Salau ran away from home to join, and eventually became a pastor. Now, he estimates he has had a hand, in converting some 2,000 natives in the Pacific islands. Says Salau...
Nevada, a half-century ago. From the start, in the isolated Bridges ranch house on the morning of the year's first snowstorm, the reader is plunged into an atmosphere of family hatreds and tensions that recalls Playwright Eugene O'Neill at his grimmest. Whisky-soaked father Bridges hates his domineering, straitlaced, Bible-reading wife ("A clothespin in bed . . . Gotta keep drinkin' just to forget the 'normous wooden clothes-pin"). Mother Bridges, on her side, despises Bridges for his worthlessness, his decayed delusions of get-rich-quick grandeur...