Word: guys
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...newly elected French Assembly already seems as bad as the old, and nearly as bad as Poujade said it was. The new government of Socialist Guy Mollet started with high hopes, but bogged down into immobilism even faster than most of its predecessors. The Assembly's attempt to bar Poujade Deputies on flimsy, legalistic grounds outraged even some of Poujade's critics and created a wave of sympathy for him and fresh disgust at the Assembly's petty...
...intent on winning more moderate Frenchmen who are disgusted with the regime but dismayed by violent methods. He wants to live down the nickname hung on him in the campaign: "Poujadplf." Cagily, Poujade refused to join patriotic groups in a display in support of the Algiers demonstrations against Premier Guy Mollet. "They wanted Poujade to march on the Champs Elysées so that they could provoke the crowd and smash a few faces. The next morning every newspaper in France would be screaming, 'Poujade, fascist!' I'm not as stupid as I look...
...fall °f J954, soon after a chance remark by Robert Cast, an attorney of Pueblo (pop. 80,800). Said Cast to his brother-in-law, William J. ("Bark") Barker of the Denver Post's Sunday supplement Empire: "Do you think there might be a story in a guy who has discovered that a woman in Pueblo lived an earlier life in Ireland in the 1800s?" Replied Newsman Barker: "Hell, yes." He wrote the story. Empire ran it in three installments as "The Strange Search for Bridey Murphy," and letters from 10,000 readers gave a glimpse...
...prided himself on his day-or-night availability. Once a phone call routed him from bed at3 a.m. "Sammy," said a client, "I'm in a poker game. All my money's in the pot, and I want to call this guy. Will you back me on this hand...
...finished second in a 32-mile race from Ste. Agathe to Shawbridge, Que. The next year he led a dozen skiers on a 150-mile trip north of Mont Trem-blant, through the Five Finger Lakes area and down the Devil's River Valley. "The old guy set a hellish pace," remembers a Montreal businessman who went along. "He nearly killed us." Until recently, Pop used to jazz up meetings of the Red Bird Ski Club (which he helped to found) by standing on his head on the dinner table. "He'd do it still," says...