Word: guys
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Germany and America begin to mean the same thing when the US starts planning to reindustrialize the Western Zones. The French feel the same way. At the bottom of it, you've got to realize that Germans were here for six years, that people in the street, the guy who runs the hotdog stand on the corner and all of Norman Corwin's little people are not so little. I don't know how many Czechs were killed, out of combat, by the Germans--about a million. Absolutely every family was affected...
...protect the public from thefts and frauds, keep the service 99.9% honest. Postal inspection is the oldest and least publicized investigative and crime detection agency of the Government. Thoroughness and cold efficiency are its tenets. Donaldson served as an inspector in Kansas City for 17 years, sometimes as "the guy in the coop." (In large postoffices there are concealed, peep-holed galleries from 'which inspectors watch clerks and sorters suspected of mail thefts...
...cards). They were given a heroes' welcome. George got a haircut, Cliff a kiss from Miss Van Nuys of 1947 (see cut). Back in Washington, their wives, who had expected them in September, were a bit frosty. Wired Mrs. Truman to Mr. Truman: "You're the luckiest guy in the world to have a wife like...
...Nice Guy. Giuseppe Dolce, a stonecutter, came from the small town of Dronero, in the Italian Piedmont. When he was 19, he went to France and got a job with a road construction company which was elegantly called La Société du Cylindrage du Littoral. He kept the job for 20 years. He was a stocky, dark man with a round face, high cheekbones and thin lips. He never smiled; neither did he grumble. His bosses liked him because he was.always the first on the job, the last to leave. The other workers in his gang liked...
Tall Ones and Trades. In private guise, Sam Breadon was a hospitable fellow, a genial server of long tall drinks. He liked to sing in barbershop quartets. He was a good guy, most baseball writers agreed; but he "would trade his grandmother if the price was right." In his way, he had a certain amount of sentiment for his ball club. Last year, when he flew down to Mexico, rumors spread that he was selling the Cardinals to Mexico's Pasquel Brothers. Sam denied it. Said he, grinning: "The Cards are not for sale . . . that is, [unless] some...