Word: glowingly
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...dock, an "immigration official" introduced himself ("just call me Roberto") and motioned toward 300 Cubans milling around across the river. "When a boat arrives for them," he said, "we will notify them and admit them here for processing." The people waited late into the night, visible only by the glow of their cigarettes...
Unfamiliar Glow. All that intense professional activity-involving everything from rockets to careful studies with powerful telescopes-was touched off by a couple of amateur Japanese stargazers working with homemade equipment. For Kaoru Ikeya, 21, who lives in a tin-roof shanty near the eel farms on Lake Hamana, 140 miles southwest of Tokyo, this was his third comet discovery. Since his first (TIME, Jan. 25, 1963), Ikeya has advanced from a $28-a-month lathe operator to a $44-a-month ivory-key polisher in the same piano factory, but has no greater ambition than to help support...
...platform, built from driftwood, and aims his homemade telescope toward the sky. He has come to consider the stars old, familiar friends. It was only a month ago that he focused on the constellation Hydra, near whose tail he had spotted his first comet. Suddenly he spotted an unfamiliar glow. "It shone," says Ikeya, "like a street lamp on a misty night." All his checks confirmed what he could hardly believe: he had found another comet...
Despite their fiery appearance, comets are not actually aflame but glow mostly from fluorescence due to solar radiation. The closer they get to the sun, the brighter and larger they grow. One of the rare "sungrazing" comets, Ikeya-Seki will whip around the sun at a maximum speed of about 300 miles per second, passing within 300,000 miles of the sun's surface. Astronomers discounted some predictions that the comet will collide with the sun. But it could be broken up by the sun's radiation and gravitational field. If it survives its solar encounter, the comet...
...occurred to me on the way home from Symphony last Tuesday that the rosy glow I felt did not result from the evening as a whole, but was generated by the Finale of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony. Then again, since the Glee Club and Choral Society's participation in this particular movement was my excuse for going, I was glad it turned out well...