Word: fog
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...past, recalling to him "the oldtime Japan," though the shapes are his own invention. Says he: "I find myself in nature and nature in myself. There are old pine trees in the picture (center). The blue and brown areas (upper left) are like a rainbow, a cloud, rain or fog-any symbol you pick-but with a feeling of sky, air and space." ¶ Red and Black, by Clyfford Still. This is the Albright's prime acquisition to date, because merely to own a Still is a rarity. Painter Still is so cantankerous that he flatly refuses to sell...
Cold wind and drumming rain beat the golden leaves off oak trees, and the great cliffs of the Hudson were draped in fog, but inside the dining room of West Point's Thayer Hotel the President of the U.S. talked long and gaily between bites of roast beef. His wife, happy too, leaned over and planted a light kiss on Dwight Eisenhower's right cheek for no special reason at all. Ike, like thousands of other old grads this week, was making that American pilgrimage, a homecoming to his alma mater. The occasion: an informal reunion...
There the night fog wisps early along the creek valley, and the silence is broken only by the howl of timber wolves. There Orval Faubus, prematurely born and weighing only 4 Ibs., "growed like a weed" in the hardest of all soil. There Orval learned about politics from his father, "Uncle Sam" Faubus, a sort of mountain Populist. Last week in the Ozark woods, Uncle Sam, crippled from arthritis but still scratching a living from his hillside farm, mused on his son's fame. "Little Orval," said J. Sam Faubus, "he was different to most boys. Kids like...
...President Eisenhower passed the word that this week he will start on his delayed post-adjournment vacation in Newport, R.I., where the Navy base people and townsfolk have proudly dressed ship for his arrival. Length of his stay will depend on the weather; if September brings Newport rain and fog, or hurricane weather, the President will pack up for warm, balmy Gettysburg in short order. Moreover, the Middle East situation weighed heavily on the President last week; if it deteriorates, he wants to be in Washington or close by. At week's end, just in time for vacation...
...caravan of eight vehicles circled to a stop in the morning fog that lay on the floor of the open-pit Minnesota iron mine. With swift precision, the coveralled men of the launching crew lowered an eight-foot metal capsule-an elongated vacuum bottle-to the crater floor and attached to it a gigantic (280 ft. high), pear-shaped polyethylene balloon. Within the capsule, a balding Air Force space surgeon named Dave Simons stirred impatiently in his tight little world...