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...LAMP UNTO MY FEET (CBS, 10-11 a.m.). You have to get up early in the morning to catch a show with a name like "Te Deum for J. Alfred Prufrock"-a dramatic reading commemorating T. S. Eliot's death a year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: On Broadway: Jan. 28, 1966 | 1/28/1966 | See Source »

...Demment made up for this slip with a slap shot from eight feet inside the blue line that had lit the lamp before Cohen could move. Jack Garrity applied the finishing touches to the triumph when he converted a loose puck from a long shot by Smith that Cohen couldn't control...

Author: By Robert P. Marshall jr., | Title: Harvard Sextet Destroys B.C., 7-4 | 1/13/1966 | See Source »

Sculptor Jason Seley said that the market was flooded with fakes: "Some sculptures are simply taken off a Victorian lamp base." But he was one of the few to stick to the subject of forgery. Abstract Expressionist Adolph Gottlieb blasted at the public, in general and dealers in particular, saying, "Society doesn't seem to be interested in protecting the artist." Painter Theodoros Stamos lambasted dealers who "hold a picture for two years before they send it back, so you forget what the hell it looks like." Then added, "I don't give a damn about the public...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Market: The Artists Speak | 1/7/1966 | See Source »

...father's house in Weehawken, NJ. Ultimately Engineer Diebold hired businessmen and technicians to work for him while he supervised his firm's growth and actively promoted his ideas and himself. He is currently selling advice to Lockheed, Du Pont, Agfa, Xerox, IBM, Allstate Insurance, Philips Lamp, Westinghouse and 250 other companies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Millionaires: How They Do It | 12/3/1965 | See Source »

...Jilting, her grandmother is dying, and the story concludes with an eerie and wonderful description of death. "The blue light from the lamp shade drew into a tiny point in the center of her brain. Granny lay curled down within herself, amazed and watchful, staring at the point of light that was herself. It flickered and winked like an eye, quietly it fluttered and dwindled. God, give a sign! There was no sign. She stretched herself with a deep breath and blew out the light...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Misanthrope | 11/5/1965 | See Source »

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