Word: forgetfulness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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June is with us, and at this season the heart of youth appropriately turns to thoughts of graduation, reunions and anniversaries. But while we celebrate the names of present great, or future great, must we forget one who, through his name has never, to my knowledge, headed a Commencement program, has none the less in his humble way played as important and as unforgetable a part in our carefree college years as many of more worthy note. He first, when timid freshmen, bid us a kindly welcome, and now, as we depart, adds softly a good wish for our success...
Ceremonious was the Gold Star leavetaking. Airplanes dropped poppies. Ziegfeld chorus girls sent a great wreath. Mothers carried forget-me-not nosegays, waved little U. S. flags. Bands played. Chief of Staff Summerall read a parting message from Acting Secretary of War Davison ("Go, therefore, not in sorrow but in pride").* Tiny stars of real gold were distributed by Paul Chapman, head of U. S. Lines. Tugs tooted and forts banged out salutes as the America...
...Gentlemen, gentlemen! Spare your apologies!" soothed genial Mr. Dewey. "You forget that my country has its Chicago. Perhaps your bandits are preferable to ours. When ours 'take us for a ride' we never return. Your robbers spared our lives and gave us the very good advice that we should drive as fast as possible to your splendid capital...
Canvases require frames, heads need hair, trees look best in foliage. Appreciation of the arts depends as much on mood as on the action or product. A suggestive setting enables the audience to forget the mechanics...
...audiences almost forget that they are witnessing a clever tour de force and dramatic illusion dominates. Rikolnikoff proves to be "just like the rest" and Alice stabs him, unhappily forgetting to remove her scarf from his chambers. Her husband informs her that he has remarried. The telephone conversations become more frenzied and the pace quickens to the hotel detective's hammering on the door. Climax is reached when she eschews an extremely poisonous snake (which she keeps, oddly enough, in her boudoir) - thereby relieving it of all reason for its presence - and hurls herself down 18 floors...