Word: luncheon
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...candidate for governor. He was rebuffed by the unanimous decision of 67 Republican county chairmen. Nevertheless, he filed. Then he set out like underdog to sniff out anti-organization Republican little wheels, to capitalize on his name and fame by charming the ladies' clubs and the luncheon circuit. Touring solemnly from town to town in his green Edsel sedan, Stassen, 51, made it evident that he had lost little of the precinct prowess that once (1938) elected him governor of Minnesota...
...Mademoiselle Zizi, has a rich and handsome young English lover named Eliot, who takes the children for rides in his blue-and-silver Rolls-Royce. Young Paul, the pension dishwasher, supplies the little Englishmen with assorted forbidden fruits-Gauloise cigarettes, wine dregs left in the glasses after a big luncheon, a rich vocabulary of French swear words. Poor, darling Mummy is still in the hospital-hurrah, hurrah...
...pump-primers currently in favor with both the Administration and Congress. Utah's Arthur Watkins argued against a caucus resolution favoring the farm-freeze bill, pointing out that his fellow Mormon, Ezra Benson, would surely resign if Ike were to sign it. At that point, over the smeared luncheon dishes, the other Republican Senators grinned widely and nodded hopefully...
...joke by one of Pignatari's chums, but Linda took the bait. She hurried back, made a luncheon date with Baby. But instead of keeping the date Baby threw a special kind of going-away party. At 2 p.m. a dozen hooting taxis began circling Linda's hotel. From each flapped a banner bearing the legend, "Go Home Linda." Tooting trumpets, 30 recruits from Rio's slums marched up waving more "Linda Go Home" signs. Then, from the windows of Baby's suite in an adjoining hotel came a hail of firecrackers...
Then all at once the hero's bubble of prosperity bursts. He fails to receive an invitation to an important executive luncheon, at which the management intends to separate the sheep from the goats, and he concludes that his career has gone from baa to worse. At home he tries manfully not to blubber ("They don't want me any more"), and his wife takes dismal, comical inventory of the monthly payments they must meet. "Well, there's the new hot-water heater . . . the garbage-disposal unit, the washer and dryer, the TV and the hifi...