Word: ironing
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Another of the country's leading designers currently is Acton Bjorn, 64, who heads his own firm and has designed such non-hauteur items as a beer bottle for the Moote Cordonnier brewery in France, an electric iron for General Electric, even a special lightweight toilet seat for use in hospitals throughout Scandinavia...
Cottage Cheese. The course was 16½ miles long but only 8 ft. wide, meandering through stands of aspen and balsam, crossing four frozen lakes and looping back into town. It had been packed down by snowmobiles towing iron bars, but a sudden thaw softened the surface. Drivers, whose control of their dogs is limited to four simple commands -Gee for turn right. Haw for left. Hike for go, and Whoa for stop-found the going tricky, and there were five spills on Suicide Hill. The teams are paced by their drivers, who must take care not to burn them...
...Czechoslovakia; of a heart attack; in Prague. Named secretary of the Central Committee in 1951, Novotny helped engineer show trials of high-ranking party leaders, which resulted in the execution of, among others, his old friend, Party Boss Rudolf Slansky. Succeeding to power in 1953, he ruled with an iron hand, slavishly aping Moscow policy. Ousted in the "Prague spring" of 1968, Novotny spent his last years cut off from control; his death was marked by a five-line communique from the Central Committee...
...accomplished this with a swing that Nicklaus and other pros admire as "the soundest on the tour." (As a teen-age caddy, Miller spent more time practicing his swing than following the customer's ball, and earned a reputation as a poor bag bearer.) His iron play is phenomenal, time and again delivering the ball stiff to the pin, and he putts with the boldness and confidence that once distinguished the play of a not yet forgotten superstar-Arnold Palmer...
...wrist and a swing in his gait." Modern art was unintelligible to the people. Yet, in the end, one wonders if the tribunal to which Benton submitted his work and attitudes was not some jury of average, sensual Midwesterners but rather the ghost of his father, a stumping, swilling, iron-throated Ozark Congressman whom he revered. "Dad was profoundly prejudiced against artists, and with some reason. The only ones he had ever come across were the mincing, bootlicking portrait painters of Washington who hung around the skirts of women at receptions and lisped a silly jargon about grace and beauty...