Word: grandson
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...steep slate roof with dormer windows, perches on a ridge by a pine grove between the clubhouse and the row of smaller cabins used by other members. Among the interior decorations: a set of 18 photographs showing previous homes occupied by the Dwight Eisenhowers; a painting by Ike of grandson David, his face twisted in concentration, gripping a tiny golf club...
...when the House of Ullstein was the largest publisher on the continent, BZ was confiscated by Hitler, along with the Ullsteins' four other dailies, five weeklies and six magazines. Last year they got some of their property back (TIME, Feb. 4, 1952), and under Karl H. Ullstein, 61, grandson of the founder, started up the Berliner Morgenpost again. It quickly became the biggest daily in the city (circ. 190,000). The reopening of BZ was the Ullsteins' second major step in their comeback as publishers...
...mother's picture. "All doubts were flung aside," he said. "It was John, all right." Last week, no longer lonely, Fred Jaques was happily reunited at a family party not only with his lost son and a daughter-in-law, but with five grandchildren and a great-grandson, aged one. They had lived less than two miles apart for more than 25 years. "It's odd," Fred told John, "to think that you must have given me a bus ticket hundreds of times, and neither of us ever wondered who the other...
...over Italy and from Zone A crowded into the cemetery amphitheater for the annual ceremony. Among the dignitaries on hand in Redipuglia, 20 miles northwest of Trieste, was Italy's Premier Giuseppe Pella. An open-air Mass was said, patriotic songs were sung, a Trieste orphan boy (grandson of a soldier buried at Redipuglia) read the last order of the day, which Italians call the victory bulletin...
Tears & Growls. In early August, Toscanini moved with his son and daughter-in-law, the Walter Toscaninis. and his 24-year-old grandson, Walfredo, to his rented villa on the island of San Giovanni in Lake Maggiore. There, social life was quieter, although natives and sightseers on passing launches soon found that the great conductor was there. If they saw him on the lawns, they sent shouts of "Bravo, Toscanini!" and "Bravo, Arturo!" rolling across the water. The Maestro, snorting with offended modesty, would turn his back and disappear...