Word: greenes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...began like a carnival day. Thousands of people thronged Budapest's old cobblestoned streets wearing red, white and green boutonnieres, tossing red, white and green ribbons into passing cars. Then gradually the crowd began to gather at focal points and to express its will, and then to march. A scared Communist official told an American businessman: "The earth is moving...
...siege" and appealed for "protection from hunger." While shooting was going on in one street, people queued for bread in another. Leaflets appeared. They reiterated the 16 demands, signed by "the new Provisional Revolutionary Hungarian Government and National Committee of Defense." Rebel troops now wore red, white and green armbands. Teen-age girl revolutionaries joined in skirmishes...
...truck loaded with soldiers and rifles stopped in a Budapest street beside a band of shouting civilians. "Go ahead take them," a soldier said. "No!" said a man who seemed to be their leader "Our weapon is the flag." Behind him fluttered Hungary's red, white and green banner...
...Barbizon into a thundering stretch drive that carried him past the field to a thin victory over Runner-Up Federal Hill. For his day's work, Barbizon collected a whopping $168,430.50, more than any other two-year-old ever won at one crack. "He's still green as grass," said Jockey Hartack. "There's no telling how good this colt...
...this there is only one clear fault to be called.' but it is a crippling one. Director Wyler seems to have learned everything he knows about deep country from the double-truck color spreads in Better Homes and Gardens. The pastures are sometimes dyed a fluorescent green that would surely blind a cow. The fences organize the landscape as artfully as if it were a Fifth Avenue window. And that dear little Bucks County farmhouse with the walk-in fireplace and the lovely Shaker furniture is the one that every Sunday driver has been looking for all his life...