Word: hoods
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
While racketeers have long been siphoning surplus income into legitimate business, such investments are as tricky to pin down as the boojum. Last week the Chicago Crime Commission published some results of its investigation in a directory that might be called Hood's Who. The pamphlet not only lists the names and addresses of 13 Mafia chieftains and 214 lieutenants, but also identifies 42 firms said to be either owned by the mob or affiliated with...
...pleased Congress more than the Peace Corps' stubborn refusal to spend every last cent of its budget. Honoring the idealism of 11,902 volunteer workers in 52 countries, it has shunned frills and pared costs, saving taxpayers roughly $45 million over four years. Peace Corps Director Jack Hood Vaughn, 47, a feisty, compact (5 ft. 8 in.) redhead, was commended by Vice President Humphrey for slashing $495 off the upkeep of each corpsman last year...
...violence of murder and the bleak landscape, the private domestic struggles of the gang exist in a kind of limbo. They argue about money, get on each other's nerves, read about themselves in the paper and worry about being ambushed. Bonnie and Clyde indulge in a Robin Hood fantasy about their escapades. In one extraordinary scene they pick up a young couple whose car they have stolen, and take them for a joy ride. "You've probably been reading about us in the papers," Clyde declares with pride. He and Bonnie believe they are heroes, and they...
...order of tennis' Davis Cup eliminations, to determine which country will compete against the U.S. Whatever crew it is will have its work cut put. Intrepid'?, architect, Olin Stephens, is brimming with ideas for an even faster 12-meter. Its sails, naturally, will be made by Ted Hood. And who will sail the boat? Said Mosbacher: "Given the same team, I would consider another Cup defense...
...those slow afternoons in a Beverly Hills auto showroom, and Burt Sugarman, 28, the smoothly pompadoured proprietor, noodled at his desk. In the window reclined a long, low, old-fashioned jobbie with running boards, bicycle fenders and blindingly chromed supercharger exhausts curling out of the hood. Suddenly, an ill-clad geek with long hair popped into the shop. Sonny Buono, of Sonny and Cher, pointed at the glittery relic and asked: "What's that?" "Excalibur," replied Sugarman. "I'll take it," chirped Sonny...