Word: knowed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...knows the Atlantic almost as well as his own washbowl. Grandpa Max Conrad, 57, who has crossed that ocean 56 times on solo flights in light aircraft, set down at Washington's Army and Navy Club to get a yard-high, gold-plated trophy honoring two recent record long-distance hops. To a bug-eyed audience he told an eye-bugging tale of a slight mishap on his nonstop flight from Casablanca to Los Angeles (7,688.48 mi.) last June, when he spent a sleepless 58 hr. 38 min. in the cockpit of a single-engined Piper Comanche. Just...
...Perky Warren? To last week's off-Broadway audience he was only a nice old Canadian eccentric who likes people, but Toronto's Bay Street financiers know him as the 62-year-old onetime president of Gutta Percha & Rubber, Ltd., a latex prince descended from some of the red, white and bluest blood in North America; e.g., Priscilla Mullins' John Alden, Connecticut's Revolutionary Governor Jonathan Trumbull. At home in Toronto, his closest companions are his 13-year-old beagle Tobey and his solicitors, Ricketts, Farley & Lowndes...
...rate twice as fast as that of the U.S., a Russian gross national product that is around 45% of the U.S. figure, with estimates that the Reds will reach 55% within ten years. The bald figures are impressive, but they must be read in the context of what economists know about growth: that nations taking off from a low base inevitably grow much faster in percentage than those already at a high level; that the Russians, who now concentrate on heavy industry, will find it difficult to match their advances as the pressure for consumer goods mounts...
...till Poor Richard that Franklin hit his stride as a maker and collector of aphorisms; e.g., "After 3 days men grow weary, of a wench, a guest, and weather rainy." "Men and Melons are hard to know," "There is no little enemy." Poor Richard, of course, is also chockablock with moralistic homilies. D. H. Lawrence once carped that Franklin "made himself a list of virtues, which he trotted inside like a gray nag in a paddock." Lawrence was not the first or the last to be infuriated by Franklin's middle-class prudence; yet Franklin's maxims-many...
Readers who know Henry Miller only by his reputation as the bogeyman of the U.S. Bureau of Customs generally are surprised to discover that in many ways the man is as moralistic as Cotton Mather, and not much more interested in writing fiction. He seems incapable of composing more than half a dozen pages of narrative without dribbling off into the cosmic. In the present collection-largely a sampling of the literary glue that holds together the naughty passages of such works as Tropic of Cancer, Sexus, and Plexus-he interrupts a reasonably interesting travel piece to proclaim that...