Word: jacksons
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Coult Lyman Harris, Jr. of 416 Fudd Lake Drive Fairmont, Minn.; Fairmont High. Curran, Peter Ferguson of 312 East College Avenue Waukesha Wis.; Waukesha High. DcMuth, William John of 634 Glenview Street, Street, Wia.; South Division High, Milwaukee. Dennis, Jackson Daniel of 1100 O Avenue N. W. Cedar Rapids, la.; Roosevelt High, Cedar Rapids. Gray, John Walker of 688 Chippewa Street. St. Paul; Humboldt High, St. Paul...
...land adjacent to a white section. "We talk of doing things to house the Negroes," argued one of Cothrum's supporters, "but I don't blame them for looking at us with distrust in their eyes...of course we have to make sacrifices." The city of Jackson, Miss. opened a new $500,000 park for Negroes, then voted a $350,000 bond issue to build a civic auditorium in the park...
...ripe age for big-league golf, Samuel Jackson Snead was burning up the courses like a Virginia grass fire. He shot hard and accurate golf to win the Masters Tournament in April, and he was red-hot last week as he stroked his way to the P.G.A. championship at Richmond's Hermitage Country Club. In between times, Sam was warm enough to scoop up seven other prizes, boosting his winnings for the year to $12,610, tops in the trade. Unless something put the fire out he figured to have the biggest of all tournaments, this week...
...story, entitled "The Box Lunch duck," is clearly the work of a devotee of Miss Shirley Jackson's author of "The Lottery" and other macerating tales. Again, it was only a sense of duty which prevailed over this reader's lack of interest in the story. Though its ending is momentarily stunning, the author attempted to make it appear brilliant by writing the preceding paragraphs with pen dipped in dishwater. There may be some question as to whether or not it belongs in a "humorous" magazine, as well...
...worn record turning in the same groove. To keep the gags rolling, he deploys a whole passel of comics, including Rudy Vallee, with pince-nez and purse-mouthed antics, Hugh Herbert as a butter-fingered doctor, and a couple of yowling hillbilly pinheads (Sterling Holloway and Danny Jackson). None of them is as funny as they were plainly meant...