Word: gins
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...debutantes, and many a "five-shilling touch" from Piccadilly in full war paint. Hedda Hopper of Hollywood was there (in one of her hats). So were Wellington Koo, Sir John (now Viscount) Simon, Lord & Lady Mountbatten and General Spaatz. With cautious restraint, Clement and Mrs. Attlee sipped gin and lemon. Herbert Morrison wandered pixy-like and alone through the garden to the huge refreshment tent, sampling a brave but pallid collation of austerity sandwiches and hors d'oeuvres. Through it all stood friendly, broad-shouldered Ambassador Averell Harriman, shaking hands with each of his 2,000 guests. Once...
...Pompton Lakes, N.J., where Joe Louis trained, he played gin rummy like he fought-coolly, with a slight trace of a frown. He laughed, though, when he got a first-card knock: "Boy, you sure got to concentrate on this game. . . ." Joe didn't like to lose, even when he was playing...
...Other Camp. Twenty miles away at an abandoned resort hotel on Greenwood Lake, Pittsburgh's 182-lb. Billy Conn looked good - in training. There were no gin rummy games in his camp any more: Billy had lost $1,800 to his brother in less than a week. Now they played quick two-handed poker games, anteing $20 bills, and raising with $205. Occasionally Billy commanded Manager Johnny Ray: "Gimme another hundred." Said Manager Ray: "We're just a bunch of plain, ordinary bums having a good time...
...liquor situation was tight too, but a nearby Greek doctor could be counted on to produce his own passable, if unique, make of gin. Generally the atmosphere at the hostel was sober enough. A few correspondents even brought their wives and children. One day all dispatches from China were held up for hours by the birth of a baby...
...time. For his speakeasy pals he maintains a sturdy, juvenile affection. They were uniformly great tosspots and great guys. How to Grow Old Disgracefully is full of their gags and practical jokes. The common denominator of these friendships may well have been at a level higher than gin, but Anthony provides no clue to it. He says: "People had fun in speakeasies. Today's nightclubs are morgues...