Word: friendly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Cram Course. At Columbia Law School, unrelenting effort began to pay off. At the end of his second year he passed his bar examination, married Ethel Hillyer of East Orange, N.J., and set up housekeeping on a $1,500 gift from his father. When he graduated, Ethel, through a friend, got him a job as law clerk at $8 a week in the office of Manhattan Attorney Charles Tuttle. He supplemented that by teaching law at Columbia, and began his "cram courses" for bar examinations which were to become famous in New York legal circles. Nearly 40,000 law students...
Meyers ended the discussion by telling how a Union friend of his approached him during the Fact-Finding Board proceedings and said the Union was going to get Bloody Mary from the show "South Pacific" to mount the stand and recite the most famous line in the play, "You cheap bastards...
...after his vacation in Italy. Pink and rested on his arrival three weeks ago, he had even been persuaded to pose for photographers (who had promised not to use flashbulbs). He also arrived ready to carry out a promise made in Italy. Answering the request of his old friend (and NBC's general music director) Samuel Chotzinoff, he had cabled: "Accept Ridgefield. Make nice program." Last week, for the second time in two years, the maestro made a "nice program" for his favorite little U.S. town, and had the time of his life doing...
...which has always proved a friend in need for Henry Kaiser, came through last week with a $34.4 million loan for Kaiser-Frazer. RFC said some of the cash would be used to tool up for a complete line of cars. (K-F now makes only four-door sedans.) Detroit also heard that about $5,000,000 would be used to turn out a car for under $1500 to challenge Ford, Plymouth and Chevrolet. Henry Kaiser, who has paid back $67.6 million of his federal loans, now owes the government $149.8 million...
...mournful harmonica rendition of Hearts and Flowers, a group of traders marched across the paper-strewn floor of the New York Stock Exchange one afternoon last week. At Post No. 9 they stopped, laid down a wreath to the memory of an old friend...