Word: guested
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Port Said, Egypt's new, Soviet-made MIG jets screamed triumphantly over Cairo. They were warming up for Premier Gamal Abdel Nasser's big "Liberation Day" show scheduled for the moment when Egypt formally takes over the Zone this week. Arriving as Nasser's special guest at the festivities: Russia's new Foreign Minister Dmitry Shepilov...
...Beiderbecke's Singin' the Blues, and a rousing number called I'm All Bound 'Round with the Mason Dixon Line, by the day's interviewee, Dixieland Trumpeter Jimmy McPartland. Between numbers, Conover quietly and succinctly tells about the next record or gently nudges his guest to talk about his life and times. "While they're learning to admire Americans as performers, listeners around the world are learning to admire America," says Conover. The show almost never tries to peddle overt pro-American or anti-Communist propaganda, is put together in the belief that "jazz...
...cold morning after Minnesota's presidential primary, Adlai Stevenson rose early at his farm near Libertyville, Ill., stuffed his shaving kit and a pair of pajamas into his briefcase, hurried downstairs and left a penciled note for a house guest. "Sorry I had no chance to visit with you," he wrote, "but I must go into town and get to work. We've just begun to fight!-Yours, A.E.S...
...Austria's press, keener on its dignity than many a pencil-clutching U.S. newsman who used to tangle with Harry, took umbrage. Growled a correspondent for Vienna's Neuer Kurier: "It [was] very unsuitable for Mr. Truman to insult the press of this country while a guest at an official reception...
...sheep's head and ear before him, Douglas manfully nibbled some meat from atop the cranium (quite tasty) and the center of the ear (quite gristly). This was only the ceremonial dish in what sometimes stretched into a 21-course meal. After some feasts, entertainment followed, and the guest was expected to reciprocate. Douglas, a onetime Yale law professor, kicked out some pretty fair Cossack polkas and warbled the Whiffenpoof Song...