Word: grinningly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Garner cigar had stopped revolving. The Garner grin was on. His precise words may appear some day in his memoirs. Commonest version reported last week was that, eying the President, the Vice President said...
...President's jaw was set hard and Franklin Roosevelt did not grin at his interviewers. Most of the correspondents looked uncomfortable. The room was quiet as a church. The President broke the silence, made his announcement on neutrality. The questions asked him were terse and sober; his replies were concise. Not a word did Franklin Roosevelt say to Fred Storm, one of his favorite correspondents, about his leaving U. P. to work for Sam Goldwyn and Jimmy Roosevelt in Hollywood. When the conference was over the newspapermen filed out as quietly as they had entered, and everybody knew that...
...attention. Officers in mufti scarcely glance at his tall, lean figure, a trifle stooped; preoccupied clerks with sheaves of papers do not even look up as he goes past. In the Air Corps section on the third floor he waves a hand at flier friends, flashes a white-toothed grin, heads for his office. Hour after hour he sits earnestly in an endless succession of technical conferences, usually breaks the day to lunch with a friend or two at the staid Army & Navy Club. There, too, nobody pays attention...
...picture of "Slim" Lindbergh that U. S. people should have had was of a rawboned farm boy with a fine, useful mind and a rare way with airplanes. He had an infectious grin that made vertical wrinkles up & down his weatherbeaten cheeks (as it still does). Around St. Louis, where he flew the St. Louis-Chicago mail run in fair and foul weather with calculated cunning, he had got along well-with reporters, had figured often in the news and liked...
...little numb as he climbs into the front seat of the roller-coaster. He mutters something about a coward dying a thousand times and plasters a grin on his face. A bell rings, somebody screams, and the cars begin to move. Seven times or bust! Vacation...