Word: lawns
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Fair Lawn...
...cast of thousands turned up at Forest Lawn for the funeral of one of Hollywood's best-loved ones, Jeanette MacDonald. At the gate gawked 1,500 extras, while the supporting players, in the Church of the Recessional, read like a photomontage of yesterday's film clips and more recent headlines. Irene Dunne, Mary Pickford and Nelson Eddy stood in the pews; Barry Goldwater and General Lauris Norstad (now president of Owens-Corning Fiberglas International) were pallbearers. But the star was Miss MacDonald. As her recorded voice sang Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life, a canary caged...
...slow movers. Macy's also plays to the peculiar variances in consumer tastes in different parts of the U.S. Women's hats sell best in heavily Catholic neighborhoods (the women wear them to Mass). In New Haven, an Ivy League town, women go for tailored clothing. Power lawn mowers move fastest in Atlanta (where lawns are big), but not at all in San Francisco (where lawns are small); picnic tablecloths do not go in San Francisco, either-too windy. His-and-her shirts sell well only in Toledo, Kansas City and Atlanta; isometric bars for exercising sell well...
...expected to remain in the limited "premium"-or high-priced-market for years. But the prospects for conventional snow tires seem unlimited, despite the fact that they are a regional and seasonal accessory. In suburbia, they have become as necessary as the second car or the power lawn mower. Many communities are so sold on their performance that they levy fines on any motorist who gets stuck in snow, blocks traffic, and is found to have no snow tires-or tire chains, which the success of the snow tires is making largely obsolete...
Last week Jones went on trial in Celina, Tenn. (pop. 1,228). Outside the tiny Clay County courthouse, where Judge Cordell Hull once sat, a bearded evangelist stood on the lawn shouting for sinners to repent. Inside, sweating from the heat of two potbellied stoves, a crowd of wide-eyed youngsters and tobacco-chewing old men listened intently as the D.A. thundered: "When you hit him, did he scream?" Said Jones: "I guess he did, but I wouldn't know because I didn...