Word: forks
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...week greeted April with understandable melancholy. By the 17th of the month (the 15th falls on Saturday this year), they must part with something near and dear to each of them-money. This year, according to the Tax Foundation, Inc., a nonprofit study group, the average American family will fork over $3,300 to federal, state and city tax collectors. That is $269 more than the median family in come in 1947. Overall, the foundation predicts, U.S. individuals and companies will hand out $203 billion, better than double the amount of fiscal...
Three boys coming from the Garden Street graveyard. Young men of slight stature, who might, given sufficient provocation, carry a fork from the school cafeteria and extort dimes in the bathroom. A girl glides by and three heads snap with the comic suddenness of recalcitrant window shades. "Fine bod," they say behind their hands and pass on to higher conquest. They stop to dispute, and not knowing the civilized use of velleities, fall to pushing. "Hic Rhodus, hic salta," cries one. They just shove him again, which is clearly what he deserves...
...date she is delightful?"a smashing bird," says Director Reisz. She can make away with a bottle of Taittinger between 6 and 8, kick up her heels with the Tijuana Brass, get so interested in what someone is saying that she misses her mouth with her fork, and blurt a delightfully risky remark if it seems to be in order. "My bras have all turned yellow," she groaned to a friend recently. "I expect Nanny has boiled them in urine...
...only a minimal interest in food and drink. Once, for a lunch in his honor at Le Berkeley restaurant in Paris, the maître d'hôtel outdid himself with a magnificent souffle. Harry was first to dig into the souffle, then stopped his laden fork in mid-air to expound some point that lasted for 20 minutes, while the souffle sagged and expired, and the agonized maître d'hôtel at last, without a word, snatched up the flattened remains and fled to the kitchen...
...HOMECOM'NG is the season's most tantalizing drama, by Harold Pinter, who prods and arouses with the twin-tined fork of shock and humor. Vivien Merchant leads the Royal Shakespeare Company through a harmonious, moody production in which even the pauses and silences are eloquent...