Word: marees
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Nora and his ambitious daughter Sara in poverty. Melody will not tend bar--he has hired a barkeep. His daughter must wait on table while he drinks away the meager profits, and he keeps the establishment in debt through the extravagant upkeep of his greatest joy, a white thoroughbred mare...
...never went back to Oshkosh. One day in January 1942, he stopped by the local court house and enlisted in the U.S. Marine Corps. Boot camp was a breeze ("I never had to scrub a barracks with a toothbrush or anything"), and there was even a baseball team at Mare Island, Calif., where Hank was awaiting shipment to the Pacific. But the easy life came to an abrupt halt. "One morning," says Hank, "this sergeant came up to me and said, 'Why don't you volunteer for the Raider battalion?' I said okay. But the first thing...
...Elizabeth Arden Graham, the cosmetics manufacturer, who insists on rubbing Ardena cold cream on her horses' legs (she claims that it is better than liniment). Sired by the stallion Gun Shot, who broke down before he could prove his racing potential, foaled by an undistinguished War Admiral mare, Gun Bow showed practically nothing as a two-year-old. Last year he won six races and a respectable $41,292. Faced with the necessity of making her Maine Chance Farm show a profit in 1963 (in order to avoid federal tax penalties), Mrs. Graham sold Gun Bow last December...
...Markey's first husband, Chicago Tycoon Warren Wright, in 1931, three years after he had sold his controlling interest in Calumet Baking Powder Co. for $29.2 million. He insisted, nonetheless, that the farm show a profit. Wright spent as much as $75,000 on a single brood mare, hired experts to chart thoroughbred blood lines, handpicked every employee from blacksmith to exercise boys. At his death in 1950, Calumet was a high-pressure horse factory, the most successful thoroughbred breeding operation...
Automobile carburetors have little in common with the visionary paintings of Paul Klee, but Arnold Maremont is a devoted connoisseur of both. Mare mont, 59, is president of Chicago's Maremont Corp., a leader in the greasy, $7 billion business of making spare parts for old cars. Yet he runs his firm from a low ebony coffee-table desk, surrounded by modern paintings and chairs by Mies van der Rohe, is as elegant and impeccably dressed as if he were managing Tiffany's. All this seems to help: he has built Maremont's sales from $30 million...