Word: golden
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...matriarch and "mother" to some 700 Allied pilots who wear the jade Buddha tiepins of the Organization of Bastards (because they are not her legitimate sons), to 400 Kiwis-good Bastard material, but non-flyers-(named after the kiwi, a bird which cannot fly), to 300-odd Golden Dolphins, a society of submariners, first became a "mother" to seven American aviators who tried to volunteer for service with the Chinese Air Force in 1931. A top-notch San Francisco surgeon, she has flown thousands of miles to give her medical skill to her "sons," makes her son-given home their...
Most articulate were the Negroes. Volleyed California's State Tax Administrator B. B. Bratton: "Louis B. Mayer is losing [that] adroit sense of . . . the fitness of things which marks the master showman. . . ." Thundered George A. Beavers, of the Golden State Life Insurance Co.: "It is sheer folly for Jews to entertain . . . the notion that they will escape the wrath which racial and religious bigotry let loose when tensions are increased by propaganda novels like Uncle Tom's Cabin." Boomed the Negro press: Uncle Tom was a socially significant work in its day, now it is just a reminder...
...still the end in glamor. She saved her Broadway paychecks, worked on her voice, cultivated people. ". . . Never have I underestimated the importance of my rich friends," admits Grace, "because, they have given me the opportunity . . . to sit in the assembly lines of jeweled women who hold down the golden horseshoes of the concert halls of the world. . . . Economic determination is one thing, the mouth of a gift horse another...
...industry tumbled out a flood of year-end reports last week. From smeary ticker-tape bulletins to four-colored brochures, the news was golden. Despite the squeeze of taxes and rising costs, overall profits for U.S. industry in 1943 were slightly better even than richly profitable...
Jumbo was greatly bucked over it. Weeks passed before he found out that the soldiers thought he was telling them about a fabulous pub called "The Golden Fleece" about 300 miles down the road where they would find oceans of beer and tons of dancing girls...