Word: highs
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...interpretation of the old masters. Her recording of the 48 labyrinthine preludes and fugues of Bach's Well-Tempered Clavier is a modern classic. Landowska called it "my last will and testament." It was far from her last. At 76, but with the spirit of a sprite, the high priestess of the harpsichord turned once again to "my first love"-the piano, and to a second master-Mozart...
...merchandise, spruced up its stores, shifted its emphasis to self-service stores in burgeoning suburban shopping centers. To spark its superstore and self-service programs, Woolworth's in 1954 picked a lifetime employee named Robert Campbell Kirkwood, who had started as a stock checker right out of high school in his home town of Provo, Utah 36 years before. Trim, quiet-spoken Bob Kirkwood, 54, did so well at the job that he became president and chief executive officer in 1958, when James Thomas Leftwich moved up to chairman (Leftwich resigned three months...
Dobie methodically woos her and the others (15 others) with slang of every vintage-words and phrases which, in the imagination of Author Shulman, ricochet along high school corridors in 1959. Dobie starts out safely enough, tells what "bugs" him, what's "a gasser," who's "kooky" and "all that jazz." But in no time at all, the gassers have become "marvy," the jazz is "jive," and people start "yacking away." An echo from the past informs everyone to "stay loose." Another, from the Dark Ages, adds...
...with him, it arches its back and its tail goes up straight, for "I have been down among dead men and the cat knows it." Sitwell's final guess is typical: "As with human beings, so with all creatures, their god is in themselves and not in a high place in the sky . . . We, and all creatures, are left to fend for ourselves." To the reader of the slightest religious instinct, Author Sitwell's long and learned journey is about as enlightening as a snatch of nursery rhyme. And Sitwell, being a Sitwell, may have intended just that...
...orbit. He took first-class honors in physics at London University, headed the British Interplanetary Society, now, at 41, turns out space gas between star-watching and undersea-photography expeditions to the far ends of the earth. He sounds thoroughly convincing when he writes, at a moment of high dramatic intensity (a star is blowing up): "Those last exposures did it! ... They show the gaseous shell expanding round the nova. And the speed agrees with your Doppler shifts." His characters may seem as standard as those in any war film (his monsters, though, are quite human), but most science-fiction...