Word: grinningly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Madison Square Garden, two days after Adlai Stevenson. Neat in blue worsted suit, Ike marched into the Garden to an ear-shattering welcome touched off less by the mawkish maneuvers of such professional crowd churners as Walter Winchell and Fred Waring than by the President's own grin and greeting. Ike plugged heartily for Republican Senatorial Candidates Jacob Javits of New York and Prescott Bush of Connecticut, then proudly reviewed G.O.P. accomplishmients during the last "four years of memorable meaning" and his expectations for the next four...
...people dislike Richard Nixon?' Honestly we don't know. We puzzle about it. Maybe it is because he flashes his smile off and on so like an electric light. (Kefauver rarely smiles or laughs or anything; occasionally there is a wide, quarter-moon grin...
...Paul, the President extended coattails to Republican Gubernatorial Candidate Ancher Nelsen. Droning westward to the coast, he boosted Washington's Art Langlie and Oregon's Doug McKay, both hand-picked to run for the Senate, both lagging before Ike appeared on the horizon. In California the Eisenhower grin gleamed on Senator Tom Kuchel, and in Denver, during a 55-minute layover, the President stumped for Senate Candidate Dan Thornton...
WHEREVER the President went, with his leathery grin, his vigorous talk, he was met by friendly people. "Well hi ... Why, hello there . . . Yes thanks, I'm feeling fine." He kept up a constant chatter as he waved to big crowds in city streets and small crowds at country crossroads, changing pace to drop his upraised hands and bow gently from the waist to a group of nuns, or stopping solemnly to salute the colors of a high-school band. Nowhere was there a hail-the-conquering-hero quality to the welcome; everywhere the setting was warm, relaxed, assured, befitting...
...chapfallen Dodgers shuffled off to Japan. "We'll win every game." said Captain Pee Wee Reese, just as if it mattered. Back in Manhattan, Charles Dillon Stengel creased his 66-year-old wrinkles in a broad grin. Retire? Well, he might have said something about it. But the fact was that he had just signed a -new contract to manage the Yankees for another two years at a fat $80,000 a year. What were 66 years to a man who had just won his sixth World Series and seventh pennant in eight years as the Yankees' manager...