Word: lunches
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...steelworker has zoomed from 90½? to $3.82, and the pattern has been followed in other major industries. But with the zoom, the zip has gone. Says an Electrical Workers' official in Colorado: "Our members used to ride to work on a bicycle and eat cabbage for lunch. Now they own a home, two automobiles, and eat a decent lunch. They don't have to care so much about the union. And this is where our big problem lies-in apathy...
...compensatory gains. Most of the new jobs are held by white-collar workers, who have composed a majority of the labor force since 1955. These white-collar workers are notably reluctant to join unions, particularly since management is willing to give them most of the benefits that the old lunch-bucket unionists had to fight...
...that Gettysburg was fought more for political than for military reasons. "The Confederacy needed recognition from European powers," he said. "Recognition could not come about by winning defensive battles." The explanation served as a timely backdrop to a discussion of more recent military-political battles. After lunch at the Gettysburg Hotel, Ike agreed to answer questions from the Congressmen. Immediately, he was asked whether it was true that Berlin's troubles were born when he, as Commander of World War II Allied forces, failed to move on that city. Said Ike, recalling the late war period in which Churchill...
Artistic Battle. He had begun another of his withdrawals; he no longer spoke to the teen-agers with whom he had talked for hours in Nap's Lunch, cut off his widely spaced visits with Cornish neighbors. Occasionally he was seen at work in the nearby Dartmouth library, wearing, as a friend described it at the time, a checked wool shirt and "Genghis Khan beard." His working habits have not changed: Salinger takes a packed lunch to his cement-block cell, and works from 8:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. He can be reached there by phone?but. says...
...arriving person." This is the sort of bull's-eye at which Salinger is unmatched. It is felt by the flesh as much as by the mind; for an instant, the reader's cheeks sag as he remembers, with ridiculous guilt, the last time he met a train. During lunch (at a French restaurant, naturally; Lane is no steak man), the young man turns out to be insufferable. Salinger destroys him mercilessly as he shows Lane smugly explaining some choice portions of his latest A paper. Gradually it becomes clear what is troubling Franny; she suffers, like Holden Caulfield, from...