Word: glared
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...plus heat, Architect Stone borrowed another device from Indian buildings, extended the roof 20 ft. to create a portico supported by narrow, gilded-aluminum columns that run around the whole perimeter. From the Taj Mahal he borrowed the idea of marble and ala baster grilles to cut down glare, but to keep the execution modern. Stone designed a screen of pierced tile that will drop from roof to floor, giving the two-story building an expansive one-story appearance. A double roof with air conditioning will do the job lyth century Indian builders solved with the Taj Mahal...
Gradually Finnegan & Co. discovered that there was very little left of the Truman-Harriman campaign but glowing embers. Clearly it was high time to light a few bright Stevenson torches to get the parade going again. The first bright glare came from Michigan...
...Conrad Hilton Hotel, Correspondent Rene MacColl of London's Daily Express rushed to a down elevator. The elevator girl waved him back imperiously. "Just a minute, sir," she said. "I'm on TV." Recounted MacColl: "I looked around, and by God, she was. A huge glare box was moving up behind me for an interview with...
Like Correspondent MacColl, newsmen in Chicago last week sweated under the glare box at almost every turn. Already widely resented by reporters as troublesome interlopers (TIME, May 21), the TV cameras in unprecedented force imposed new hazards on the old art of covering a political convention. Sometimes the newsmen found themselves trapped in hotel corridors as the networks jockeyed their massive apparatus near the candidates' suites, often wielding it as a blockade against TV competitors. At least once, the blockade kept reporters out of a candidate's room, and cost them a story...
...swarming customers headed last week for the glare of the carnival midway in Great Falls, Mont., there seemed nothing special about the husky-voiced man at the refreshment booth just inside the grandstand. "Kids, kids, kids!'' he would cry. "Big kids, little kids, bring your dimes and nickels! Get your ice cream here!" He pushed the hot dogs ("See how long they are!-30? to the foot, 90? to the yard!"), kept up a steady stream of jingles ("Local bread, pound of meat,/And all the mustard you can eat"), in every way seemed to be just...