Word: grave
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Whirling Finger. From the moment they crossed the Finnish border, B. and K. were patently determined to keep things dignified. With only the faintest signs of ennui, they dutifully inspected housing developments and a children's hospital, strode through driving rain to lay a wreath on the grave of Finland's late President Juho Paasikivi*. For the first 24 hours they even belied their well-earned reputation for heavy tippling. At the first state banquet in Helsinki, high-living Nikita Khrushchev limited himself to one Martini, and goateed Premier Bulganin clung firmly to a glass of orange juice...
...Tactfully, the Finns spared B. and K. the customary pilgrimage to the grave of Marshal Carl Gustaf Mannerheim, whose strategic genius cost the Red army nearly 50,000 dead during the Russo-Finnish...
...denouncing the Fund for the Republic, and the national commander of the American Legion charged in 1955 that it was "threatening and may succeed in crippling the national security." Some citizens have boycotted Ford cars; others deluged Henry Ford II with outraged letters. "Your grandfather would spin in his grave," wrote an Albany physician, "if he could see the antics of the people who are spending good American dollars earned in the good American way by your once-fine company." Wrote someone from Los Angeles: "Dear Henry: Drop dead...
...dared challenge the U.S., before whose moneybags all capitalist powers dither and toady. Our program will again clear the way in consciousness of those people who vacillate and have not yet taken up our ideology. I am not speaking of capitalists-it is impossible to re-educate them. The grave is the only cure for hunchbacks. This program is stronger than the H-bomb. If we catch up with the U.S. in per capita production of meat, butter and milk we will have hit the pillars of capitalism with the most powerful torpedo yet seen...
Late one afternoon last week, at the end of a long ministerial meeting in the mirrored Salon des Ambassadeurs at the Elysee Palace, grave, bespectacled Mollet rose from his place beside French President Rene Coty and walked briskly out through the glass doors to face a crowd of newsmen in the cobblestoned courtyard. Calmly, he read from a typewritten sheet: "Before the Ministers' meeting I offered to Monsieur Coty, President of the Republic, my resignation and that of my government." Reason: he could not go along with the U.S. and British decision to accept Nasser's conditions...