Word: filed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Richard H. Gerard (real name: Richard G. Husch), virtually unknown author of Sweet Adeline's lyrics, retired in Manhattan at 70-to "knock off a few hits." The job he retired from: foreman of the application file bureau of the money order division at the General Post Office...
...ages lost in the drifts of time, some of the most mysterious eyes on earth have stared cryptically toward tiny Bikini Atoll. On Easter Island, outrigger of the fleets of archipelagoes that ride the Pacific Ocean, a long file of stone colossi rear cold, immortal faces. No one knows what men carved these gigantic symbols, what hands, what primitive technology raised them, with what devotion or what fears. Whether they are gods or images of human greatness, they are menacing; they are monuments to the fact that man's history can perish utterly from the earth...
...plumped noisily for FEPC, OPA, the minimum-wage bill, federal housing subsidies, other allied issues. From inside & out it had been damned as Communistic, boosted as liberal, dismissed as just another fly-by-night collection of hotheads. Even its leaders admitted they didn't know what the rank & file thought...
...knockabout days of previous conferences, when Laborites could take carefree pokes at the Tories and each other, were past. The rank & file of British Labor now heard their party leaders, doubling as British Cabinet ministers, report on ten months in office. Though the delegates sometimes cheered at embarrassing moments, though they sometimes rumbled disapproval, though they censured their leaders on minor points, in general they fell in line with the Executive Committee's policy and gave a whopping vote of confidence. The old Labor leaders were firmly in the saddle...
...windswept stubble field on the outskirts of Regina, nine tractors were lined up, Indian file. Around one tractor and the "one-way cultivator" hitched to it, a crowd of 300 farmers, implement makers and Regina businessmen kept their eyes on the professor, a tall, husky man, clad in much-washed cotton trousers and shirt, a sweat-stained felt...