Word: hug
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Grandpa King's day, bloomed under irrigation; oil towns fed wealth to the cities along the Gulf. But through all Texas' titanic changes, the 1,500 miles of wire fence still surrounded the fiat coastal plains and brush land of the King and Kenedy ranches. The Hug-the-Coast Highway from Houston through Corpus Christi cut straight across country-until it came to the fence at the Kenedy County line. Then it detoured 23 miles west, 46 miles south. 23 east again before it could go on. For 20 years citizens beefed to the Legislature, but Kenedy County...
Last week Nazi police discovered that some of Germany's tenderhearted Hausfrauen were "spoiling out-of-bounds" their Polish prisoners, imported to do the farm work left by Hitler's fighting men. In Mainz a special court convicted Frau Maria Frey of allowing hers "repeatedly to hug and kiss her and replying to these caresses," sentenced her to 18 months' imprisonment. Frau Arna Strauch, convicted more succinctly of adultery, was sentenced to two years and four months. Both were deprived of citizenship for three years...
...Metropolitan Opera Company, as its opening offering for the 1940 radio season, will revive Mozart's Marriage of Figaro on Saturday afternoon. If everything goes as well as it did last year when the opera was played, Saturday afternoon should be a treat, something to stay home and hug the radio for. Except for a tendency toward low comedy in their productions last year, the Met put on as delightful a performance of Mozart as any within memory. 'The Marriage of Figaro, of course, in its original form was Beaumarchais' virulent satire on the French nobility.' If Da Ponte, Mozart...
There were even a few laughs. Joke of the week: "Hug the wall," said a man when the bombs began to fall. Said a second man: "I'm practically a mural...
Said Here and Now's editorial leader: "Critics [of the Younger Generation] gasp at jitterbugging, forgetting completely those 'immoral' gyrations that 30 years ago were the turkey trot, the grizzly bear and the bunny hug. They wring their hands as they view the diminutive church attendance. . . . One wonders why more of them are not seen in church. . . . The kids of today don't have the real stuff anymore,' they say self-appreciatingly. 'Why, when I was young, do you think . . .?' and so on ad infinitum. When we are looked upon in such manner...