Word: lover
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Horse Lover. So great is William Woodward's love for horses that he has oil paintings made of all his great racers, has prints made from them for Christmas presents. So horse-minded is he that when his wife, one of Baltimore's famed Cryder triplets, bore him a son after four daughters, he wired his friends: "Fine colt born this morning." Sometimes he names horses after his very good friends. One year he had two especially fine colts. One he named Sir Ashley, after Sir Ashley Sparks, U. S. resident director of the Cunard Line. The other he named...
...Their partnership is radio's longest. Radio's first big variety show made Yale-bred Rudy Vallée (real name: Hubert Pryor Vallée) radio's first big-money performer, began radio's first national song craze (I'm Just a Vagabond Lover), first exploited the radio talents of Edgar Bergen & Charlie McCarthy, Alice Faye, Joe Penner, Frances Langford. Its popularity is still impressive, but not so impressive as that of later rival food merchandisers like Jack Benny (JellO) or Bing Crosby (Kraft Music Hall). Last week Standard Brands and Vall...
Died. Milton Herman Esberg, 64, tobacco tycoon (General Cigar Co.) and music lover, who boosted the San Francisco Opera Association to success; of heart disease; in San Francisco...
...Biographer Finberg's death) in contemporary records and in the previously unstudied "Turner wastepaper basket," eleven boxes of notes and sketchbooks preserved in the National Gallery. The figure that emerges is a businesslike professional with a shrewd grey eye and the weather-beaten taciturnity of a shipmaster, a lover of open sea, open sky and the money that enabled him to be independent and solitary. In reproving Thornbury's tales of early love affairs and a later mistress, Biographer Finberg was possibly over prim. But his facts are faultlessly chronicled...
...things to do? But no. No. They will never again be quite like this. You see, this is the end of something--the final wind-up. This is what has brought intensity to everything seen and done. And this very intensity of enjoyment has banished satisfaction--even as the lover cannot enjoy a parting kiss when he knows he will yearn in the future for the lips he now feels. The future--new kisses, new surroundings, new interests--is too remote to cool present emotions...