Word: hay
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Morgan, 80, longtime head of Sperry Corp.; of a heart attack; in Henderson, N.C. Though he was not a flyer, in the early 1930s Morgan was president of North American Aviation and Curtiss-Wright, as well as Sperry Gyroscope; in 1933 he concentrated on Sperry, diversified into missiles and hay balers, and boosted annual sales from $3,000,000 to $240 million by retirement...
What is different from Darling here are the "big" scenes, that any Cimerama film must have to be worth the medium. These are handled well, particularly when Bates, in a howling storm, tries single-handedly to tie down a series of giant hay ricks. Schlesinger's camera darts and jabs through the scene much like the lightning crashing around Bates' head...
...some have a dozen or more; back in 1952 there were tractors on only 47% of all U.S. farms. While the tractor remains the mainstay-some 5,000,000 are in use on today's farms-the agricultural arsenal also includes 880,000 grain combines, 775,000 hay balers, 655,000 corn pickers and shelters. Virtually all of the nation's wheat, corn and sugar beets are now harvested by machine. So are most soybeans, oats, cotton and hay...
...centennial has also capped a Canadian culture boom; new museums, libraries and planetariums are going up in such outposts as Salmon Arm, British Columbia, and Hay River in the Northwest Territories. A Confederation Train loaded with exhibits of Canadiana has drawn S.R.O. crowds at every whistlestop. Recently, a chorus of touring Eskimos gave their rendition of 18th century German chorales. Everywhere Canadians seem bent on shattering what Prime Minister Lester Pearson recently described as "the Anglo-Saxon crust, the old grey Canadian tradition...
...gazes at his pregnant wife and their eight children and roars with laughter. An Italian and his wife, scouring Florence in search of a Raphael painting, find that only the foreign tourists know where it is. A farmhand in a field stops pitching hay-long enough to nurse her baby...