Word: hat
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...open to question, but this week Senate Democrats were ready to confirm him. There was one condition: that he resign his place as New York's male representative on the Democratic Committee. Apparently willing to accede, Ed Flynn coyly waited until he was sure of his diplomatic top hat before giving...
Newsmen met Montgomery in his desert headquarters. He sat through the interview with a fly whisk balanced steadily on one finger. "I have defeated the enemy. I am now about to smash him," he asserted flatly, relaxed and asked: "How do you like my hat?" Then wearing a tank corps beret which he had picked up, he climbed into a tank and rumbled off after his troops like a skinny avenging angel...
...wears. His outer clothes are informal: sweater and pants. To his troops he became a familiar and spectacular sight, touring the front line in a tank, his hawk's head in a beret protruding from the turret. Sometimes he wore an Anzac's broad-brimmed field hat, on which he pinned the insignia of all the units fighting under him, including the Greeks. Occasionally he put-putted through the sky in a Fieseler Storch reconnoitering plane left behind by the Germans. His headquarters was an elaborate caravan of trucks captured in 1941 from Italian General "Electric Whiskers" Bergonzoli...
Tresca, son of a wealthy landowner, came over from his native Italy as a steerage immigrant in 1904. He knew one Benito Mussolini, the Socialist who had told him "Tresca, you are not radical enough." For the next 38 years this rotund journalist in the oversize black hat unceasingly championed the causes of the Left. In an earlier day he belonged to the same firebrand company as Emma Goldman and the I.W.W. His voice was raised in a long array of newspapers, of which the last was Il Martello (The Hammer). He campaigned in the Pennsylvania coal fields, in Manhattan...
...tall, brawny Italian with a conspirator's felt hat last week kissed his wife good-by in suburban Mamaroneck, swung behind the wheel of a Clipper model Packard and drove to Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera House. There he encased himself in the beard and trappings of an ancient czar. Exactly one hour after his arrival, Ezio Pinza, with a regal bearing that scattered stagehands right & left, stubbed out the butt of a lighted cigaret and strode through the wings as Boris Godunoff...