Word: knee
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Nonetheless, the Old Cambridge Hands are apt to be a bit snippy about what they consider an invasion of their private club. These OCH's, many of whom have no visible connection with Harvard, look askance at short pants on females and knee socks on men. They will sniff if you continue to dress as you did at your Old School, and will snicker if you adopt an Ivy League clothing. Intellectually, too, you will be damned if you do and damned...
...literary scholar, Henri Martin Barzun, he spent his boyhood among some of the foremost artists around Paris. Novelists Jules Romains and Georges Duhamel were constant visitors, so were Artists Fernand Leger, Albert Gleizes and Marcel Duchamp. "It was," says Barzun, "a seedbed of modernism. Apollinaire dandled me on his knee. Marie Laurencin did a sketch...
Nerves, Muscles, Bones & Joints. Nerve reflexes were normal. The muscle tone was good. The bones and joints were normal, with the exception of a nondisabling athletic injury to the left knee incurred at West Point in 1912. The previously noted bursitis [in Ike's shoulders] was found to be inactive...
...Gene's Boy. Herman Talmadge, who now appears to have clear sailing to the U.S. Senate, has no such trouble on the segregation issue. He learned his politics at the baggy knee of his father, gallus-snapping "Ol' Gene" Talmadge, one of the South's most notorious rabblerousers, governor of Georgia for six years (1933-36, 41-42). Herman watched his father run the state with the fist of a dictator, spit tobacco at his foes and graze milk cows on the statehouse lawn. He also saw his father try-and fail-to do what Herman...
Victor Hugo was born (1802) to lead, and France still groans under his leadership. Asked who is France's greatest poet, Andre Gide made a famed reply: "Victor Hugo, alas!" His answer sums up precisely the pain and resentment still felt by many Frenchmen when they bow the knee to the man who wrote an end to the old traditions. In this excellent biography, Andre Maurois explains why. Subtlety, precision, restraint are French gods, but enthroned above them all sits the immortal Hugo, passionate antithesis of subtlety, precision and restraint...