Word: hand
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Milwaukee-born Actor Alfred Lunt, 64, proud holder of a diploma from Paris' Cordon Bleu cooking school, discussed his newly acquired souffle secrets with the New York Times: "Egg whites are beaten by hand with a wire whisk or not at all. You beat and beat. Of course, you may drop dead in the end, but no matter. I don't understand why American cookbooks state 'beat until stiff but still moist.' That's nonsense. We beat the daylights out of them and turn out the finest souffles you've ever tasted...
...dive and rocketed upward. Up went the needle on the accelerometer or "g meter," which gauges the piling up of gravity forces. In a "g suit" hooked up to an automatic air-compressor system, I felt a giant's fist pressing into my belly, two pairs of giant hands around my thighs and calves, to retard the flow of blood to the feet and reduce the risk of blackout. Belatedly I remembered to try the "M1 maneuver"-tensing the abdominal muscles to reduce the blood drainage still more. The g-meter needle crept up past...
Like a Lead Balloon. Gripped in my hand as we went through the power dive and pullout was a 4-oz. lead sinker of the kind used by bottom fishermen. Though it cost only 7? at the base PX, it made a far more vivid indicator of the zero-gravity state than the electronic accelerometer in which the Air Force has invested millions. As my bottom, squeezed to insensible bloodlessness during the 4-g pullout, rose from the seat cushion, I felt the exhilaration of restored circulation (and noted the lasting aptness of the old barnstormer's motto...
...then the ineffable relief of subgravity and the euphoria of zero gravity. This time it lasted longer. Again I toyed with the stringless yoyo, so delightedly that I did not notice when we began to slow down. By inertial force, the sinker glided forward from my upraised left hand. My grab for it was defeated by the shoulder harness. Over the hot mike I warned Brett: "There's a lead slug corning over your left shoulder." He looked up, saw the sinker gliding past his head in slow motion, bided his time and coolly upped the plane...
...London. Seattle Museum President-Director Richard E. Fuller, asked to pick two favorite paintings from his area for Stanford University's "Fresh Paint-1958" (now on show), chose a Horiuchi, and said: "Only a man versed in the beautiful calligraphic writing of the Orient on the one hand, and well grounded in the values and methods of Occidental 20th century painting on the other, would have conceived of such an expression...