Word: macaroni
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...helmet and saluting-a salute that the three-year-old repeated a few days later as his slain father's body passed by him. Cecil also caught the marvelous sequence that weekend of President Kennedy sitting in the sun reading the paper as Caroline's inquisitive pony Macaroni began to nibble on the presidential shoulder and head until a laughing Kennedy had to roll over and crawl away, shouting, "Keep shooting, you are about to see a President eaten by a horse...
Weight Watchers is now offering some other inducements. At a splashy Manhattan press reception last month, Mrs. Nidetch announced that the company would now allow in its formerly sacrosanct diet such once "illegal" items as spaghetti, macaroni, potatoes, rice and mayonnaise. The company's nutritional consultants explained that such foods eaten in small portions do not defeat a weight-reduction program-indeed, they enhance It by alleviating the boredom that often makes dieters give up. Mrs. Nidetch last week turned up on the Merv Griffin TV show to promote the new diet and plug the latest addition...
Make-work and Macaroni. The Viet Nam buildup left the Seventh with an inexperienced cadre and second-class equipment. Lack of money meant less field training and more make-work. "They send me to the motor pool every day and tell me to paint that truck," complains a G.I. in Kaiserslautern. "The next day they tell me to chip the paint off, and then I paint it again." Insists an armored division lieutenant: "There's just so much you can do to fix a tank." Scorning the Army as "the Green Machine," the Seventh's soldiers adopted...
...increase in living costs in the past four months is difficult. G.I. wives lose out to German nationals who can work at Army jobs for less than the U.S. federal minimum wage. "Towards the end of the month," says one sympathetic officer, "lots of enlisted families are living on macaroni. It's like a scene from Appalachia...
WHEN I approached Vellucci for a personal interview shortly after his Council episode, I ended up with an invitation to dinner at his house and a three-and-one-half hour car tour of Cambridge. After feeding me plenty of Italian macaroni and meatballs, we began our ride by crisscrossing the streets of East Cambridge, Vellucci's home territory. He drives a Chevrolet himself, instead of using a chauffeured Cadillac which the City traditionally provides its mayors. As we drove around with WRKO playing softly in the background, Vellucci explained two differences between East Cambridge and Harvard Square. First...