Word: gentlemanly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Ampezzo. Bookseller Angelo Rizzoli (who sells magazines, newspapers and records in many languages, as well as lithographs that range in price from $85 to $9,000) spent $2 million fitting out his shop with Vicenza marble floors, solid walnut balustrades and Renaissance chandeliers. "This place is like a gentleman's private library," says Rizzoli Manager Robert Supree...
...department for this week is the fact that Roger Angell, The New Yorker's fine baseball writer, is more than just a baseball writer. To me Angell, the shadow of a face hovering behind the dead gray membrane of the page, was a slightly stooped and slightly touched old gentleman carefully picking his way through the crowd--a dignified scramble over fat knees and waving programs--making his way to a lazy bleacher perch, pulling out his pencil, squinting from beneath his cap. Haunting the parks from San Diego to Fenway, living out of a duffel bag, sadly crusading...
...been released in the same month that Hemingway signed a million-dollar contract with Faberge to promote a new perfume called "Babe." In the movie, Hemingway plays herself--a rangy blonde beast with innocent eyes and a loose smile. In the "Babe" ads, she lies snuggled in a tuxedoed gentleman's arms as they float on a tire-raft on some cool body of water in the dusk. Both media peddle the same image--Babe, at once the child and the temptress, the pampered, beautiful, single woman who's rich enough to get her Halston...
...elderly gentleman sat on the top row of the Payne Field grandstand, soaking in the Sarasota sun and keeping tabs on a Chicago White Sox-Pittsubrgh Pirates doubleheader being played below...
Police were mildly surprised to find a fully clothed gentleman posing for pictures in a Washington, D.C., fountain one morning last week. They were astonished to see the same person half an hour later, this time splashing in the Reflecting Pool on the Capitol Mall. "One of the cops asked my photographer something like 'Whatareyadoin?' " recalled Humor Columnist Art Buchwald, who explained that he was merely creating a cover for his new book, Washington Is Leaking. "But that was it. Tourists just walked by-like everybody stands up to their hips in Reflecting Pool water." Well, not exactly...