Word: joshed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...whole is directed by Josh Rubins in a junior-grade imitation of cheapjack Broadway commercial. His actors bounce over furniture and up the stairs whenever possible; the rest of their movements are entrances ad exits...
...probably the earliest, and Bill Dickey of the 1930s New York Yankees was possibly the greatest. Others in the pantheon are Gabby Hartnett, Detroit's Mickey Cochrane, and an earlier Redleg, Ernie Lombardi, whose style and skills closely parallel Bench's own. It may well be that Josh Gibson of the Homestead Grays in the old Negro League was better than any of them. Then add the Brooklyn Dodger Blockbuster Roy Campanella (TIME Cover, Aug. 8, 1955) and the Yankees' impish Yogi Berra and the list of supercatchers is completed. As for the mental-retardation image, four...
...carried her to the semifinals of a Miss Alabama contest before she became the star of the Cypress Gardens water ski show in Florida -and married John Snively III, a millionaire whose family at one time owned the Gardens. After seven years of marriage and two sons, Jim and Josh, the Snivelys were divorced...
...twain met in 1960 at the Mac-Dowell Colony, a sylvan artists' preserve in Peterborough, N.H. She, Foumiko Kometani, was a painter from Japan. He, Josh Greenfeld, was a Jewish writer from Greenwich Village. As newlyweds, they began family life simply, with a cat named Brodsky. In 1964 a son, Karl Taro, was born. Two years later Foumiko gave birth to another child, a placid, ethereally beautiful boy whom they named Noah Jiro...
...depends instead on a small ensemble and a collection of melodies that drift through the air--often in two and three-part combinations--as if they are the essences of the perfumes that line the walls of the story-book shop in which the action takes place. Director Josh Rubins has done well to maintain the wistful, delicate flavorings of the play, never allowing the characters to slip into the preciousness or sentimentality towards which Joe Masteroff's book occasionally drifts...