Word: madams
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Naturally, a high percentage of Crandall's calls have to do with integration, pro and con. He never hesitates. "Madam, you are a bigot," he barked at one caller. Last week he took on several waves of Negroes who were all for the stall-in scheme at the New York World's Fair. He said that sort of demonstration was "going too far, hitting the wrong people at the wrong time." In argument with a Negro girl last week, he asked: "Do you want me to accept you as an individual...
Well, not at first. The danger is that Lennon's unorthodox orthography may set off a whole new adolescent epidemic of something far more virulent than Beatlemania. The day could come when fans will talk like this, from beneath their beehive hairdos: Madam: I have a hallowed tooth that suffer me grately...
...mother was tiny (under 5 ft.) but determined. She opened a gift shop to keep the family going, and after the 1929-30 crash his father lost his job and never worked again. Says Brother Fred: "Mother was a madam president, but she was never really the president of anything, always just the second level. But Mother used to throw it around: 'I'm a businesswoman,' she would say. John was very hurt by this." Admits Cheever: "It was one of the reasons I left home so early. I'd be damned if I would...
...father is a department manager. His parents provide him with a bowler, a pinstripe, suit that conceals his bowlegs, nylon underwear that crackles when he walks, and a small "pied a terre" (or, foot in the grave) in Kensington. He learns the sales spiel handily enough ("A beautiful shoe, madam, seamless uppers, a discreet buckle and a soft dimple toe, and for a foot like yours with so little adhesion between the phalanges of the toe and the metatarsal joint . . ."), but he is desperately unhappy. Bernard has no friends. He burns with hopeless, timid lusts. He lingers before the posters...
...Mister Abbott, an account of his own life-all 76 years of it. Since he has been director, producer, writer, actor or plastic surgeon for 103 Broadway shows of all types except the intellectual-Twentieth Century, Room Service, Pal Joey, High Button Shoes, Where's Charley?, Call Me Madam, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Wonderful Town, Pajama Game, Damn Yankees, Fiorello!, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum, Never Too Late-it might have been expected that his book would contain a profusion of insights and smoky anecdotes...