Word: grew
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...came to talk to him, and to see the place on the hill. They brought flowers and votive candles, and ailing children and crippled sisters, and the wept-over photographs of sons killed in the war. They watched, hopefully and awestruck, while Joe kept his nightly vigil. The crowd grew; people came from as far away as Cleveland; last week, on the 17th night, 30,000 jammed into the dirty lot and the nearby streets...
...chief of the war plans division; Admiral Harold R. Stark, then Chief of Naval Operations; Admiral William F. Halsey, who was leading a task force toward Pearl Harbor when the Japs struck; Grace Tully, personal secretary to Franklin Roosevelt and guardian of his personal papers; Secretaries Hull, Welles and Grew and Governor Thomas E. Dewey, who in his 1944 campaign had abjured all reference to the cracking of the Jap code, on the suggestion of the U.S. Army...
...workers, in no mood to modify their demands for a closed shop and a dues checkoff, all this was a signal to prepare for a fight. Picket lines at each of the sprawling plant's 17 gates grew longer, thicker, more sullen. On Monday, 8,500 additional workers-from Windsor's Chrysler, Gar Wood, Kelsey Wheel and some 20 other smaller plants, walked out in sympathy. Pickets began erecting street barricades (hundreds of autos, bumper to jumper...
Under the collar of Moscow censorship, the necks of frustrated American and British newsmen grew hotter & hotter. Most of them were very, very tired of the stalls and rebuffs they met in trying to send out what news they could get under Russia's peculiar "freedom of the press." The New York Times's able, soft-voiced Brooks Atkinson found "humorous stories ... especially difficult to get approved. [They] arouse inordinate suspicion." And it was not that the correspondents were anti-Russian ; one of the complainers was Anna Louise (I Change Worlds) Strong, onetime editor of an English-language...
...earliest version of the legend: around 800 A.D. there lived in northwest Britain a Pictish chief named Tristan, who slew a ravening monster and married a beautiful princess. From that point on, the story grew-with embroidery and embellishments...