Word: greyingly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...since the Jumblies set to sea in a sieve had a less likely vessel ridden the ocean waves. Her name was the Cuss I, after Continental, Union, Shell and Superior oil companies. Squat and grey, she was 260 ft. long, lay low in the water and was crowded with stacks of pipe from stem to stern. Like a misplaced obelisk, a 95-ft. oil derrick sprouted amidships over an open well. But as the Ctiss I was towed out of San Diego harbor last week, the importance of her mission belied the oddity of her looks: when she gets...
Freudian man, Marxian man, organization man, lifeman, gamesman and grey-flannel-suit man-what were they compared to the S-Man? Piglets to a python. In the diabolically clever guise of a self-help manual, The S-Man aims a good Swiftian kick at the cult and cultists of success. A British export, the book lacks the clubby good humor of Parkinson and Potter, substitutes instead the wittily barbed aphorisms of the success man's ascent ("New friends are best friends"). Cocktail party Platos will find a host of new S-Man concepts, including the Inhibition Barrier...
...Pasachoff '68, of Quincy House and New York City, will replace Grey Jones, the squash manager and Jeffrey L. Berenberg '63, of Quincy House and Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts, was chosen undergraduate manager in wrestling. He will replace Pete Schwartz. Paul S. Horvitz '64, of Hurlbut Hall and Santurce, Puerto Rico, will become varsity manager. The undergraduate manager for track, D. Roger Ferguson '62, of Dunster House and Syracuse, New York, will remain in his position and managers for the fencing team will be chosen next week...
Kennedy joined the field after hounds moved off. Riding her bay gelding, Bit of Irish, she wore rat catcher: brown boots, riding breeches, tweed jacket and black velvet hunting cap.* There were around 25 riders in the field. A grey fox was "treed," and, according to a member of the hunt, this didn't make Mrs. Kennedy too happy...
...Forsaking deliberate obscurity, he dissects the terrifying emptiness of contemporary life in sharply observant verse that is salted with wit. In his prizewinning volume of 19 poems (there are also twelve translations from the German of Goethe, Rilke and others), he is more chronicler than participant, mainly exploring the grey world of loneliness and near despair through the eyes of women. "You see what I am," cries the anguished heroine of the title poem. "Change me, change me." . . . this print of mine, that has kept its color Alive through so many cleanings; this dull null Navy I wear to work...