Word: happeners
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Next day the DuPont Co., maker of nylon, issued a somewhat huffy communique. Strong acids "degrade" (weaken) nylon yarn, and soot particles sometimes contain enough sulphuric acid to do the deed. But it does not happen often. Except to a few uncommon chemicals, DuPont insisted, nylon is at least as resistant as silk, rayon or cotton...
...blowing platoon sergeant wants to know the purpose of overnight passes, because "any fool knows it takes more than a coupla hours to make any decent broad." The company commander suffers terribly because his wife, who plays bridge with the adjutant's wife, always knows what is going to happen before he does. The eternal yardbird, the eager second lieutenant, the PX floozie and the latrine lawyer are all old stuff to anecdote audiences, but "At War With The Army" presents them with such freshman and realism that they come to life again. Even the jokes, aged as they...
...puddle, holding hands as if against their will, staring dazedly into the encroaching darkness. Draped around the husband's weary neck hung a tie decorated with a pin-up girl. "Don't think I am making fun," says Koerner earnestly. "The fellow likes his tie-I happen to like schmaltzy music. We're all the same. How can we say that something else is more important than our illusions...
...only place at Harvard where you get a chance to write about things that happen and worry about your writing at the same time is on the CRIMSON editorial board. In English A you can try to write well about nothing; on the Crime news board you have to write about anything at breakneck speed...
...Thirteen years ago, burly Frankie Laine was singing for beer and beef at the Stamford (Conn.) German Club; for half a dozen years before, he had been an unnoticed mediocrity on the soggy-ballad circuit around Chicago nightclubs. He had given up singing for selling cars, songwriting (It Only Happens Once) and, during the war, defense work. But, says Frankie, the son of a Chicago barber, "I couldn't stay away from it long . . . I hadda get up in front and sing." In 1946, he made only $2,000 at it. Then things began to happen...