Word: grey
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Communist government banned all Christmas carols that mentioned angels or the Christ Child. At a fair in Berlin's Soviet sector, swings, merry-go-rounds and roller coasters whirled in a raucous counterfeit of yuletide gaiety, but there was little or nothing for shoppers to buy. At grey-market shops, a pound of chocolates cost a laborer's full week's wage. Berliners stared at the meager, overpriced goods in frustrated despair; women wept. "Dear God," muttered one Hausfrau who had been searching in vain for some coffee cups and plates to brighten her yuletide table, "another...
...least one Roman senator, grey, motherly, left-wing Socialist Angelina Merlin, this situation was a "social disgrace." A year ago last August, she introduced a bill to outlaw houses of prostitution in Italy...
...there anything salvageable in such wreckage? William Booth had told his followers: "We are moral scavengers netting the very sewers." A grey, wiry little man in the army's uniform stood up to preach. Twenty years before, he told his audience, he had crawled out of the gutter into just such a meeting, figuring that he had tried everything else, and might as well...
...surprised when Munch was asked to succeed Koussy. The New York Herald Tribune's Virgil Thomson had heard Munch conduct 15 years before in Paris and had prophesied that he would eventually lead the Boston. Why? Says Critic Thomson: "He was a natural Boston conductor, flat-stomached and grey-haired, and he created hysteria, particularly in the female over...
Pleasing the grey, matronly Friday matinee-goers was certainly part of the Boston tradition. Some of them would miss the little after-concert ceremony in the greenroom: kissing and being kissed by Koussy. Their new conductor was an affectionate man, but not quite the kissing type. Like many another native of Alsace, Charles Munch is a composite of the characteristics of both France and Germany. In him the French bon vivant shines only dimly through a fog of German Weltschmerz: he enjoys life but seldom seems basically happy...