Word: marooned
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...which capacity he speedily made an impressive international reputation, and last fall he came to America (which he had visited every year since 1952) to write for the New Yorker. And so to Master Owen's living room at Winthrop House, where he appeared last Sunday in a maroon suit and loose knotted tie: a tall young man in his early thirties, with a battery of firmly held, well-expounded, and well-supported opinions...
...next morning, she was already "Your Highness." "Take care of yourself," said a relative who had come to see her off, "when you go over there." A little after 6 a.m.. her eyes blinking back the tears, Michiko Shoda, 24, bowed stiffly to her parents, entered the antique maroon Mercedes-Benz sent by the palace, and was off to begin her life "over there" as the first commoner in 2,600 years to wed a future Emperor of Japan...
Such charges miss the mark by miles, entailing basic mistakes about Milton Eisenhower as a man and about his relationship with Ike. Shy, extremely sensitive to criticism, Milton is no man to wear his private character on his public sleeve. The man behind the maroon cover of Who's Who is no heavy-footed bureaucrat ; he plays his part in the Government with the same soft touch that he uses on the pedals of the Hammond organ in his Johns Hopkins residence-in stocking feet. Far from being a doctrinaire ax grinder, he bends over backward to present objective...
...Lake View High School magazine, he broke into type at 16 with an essay on the Russian Revolution. At 20, English Major Gunther wrote 20 U.S. publishers that he would review their books in a literary column he had started in the University of Chicago's Daily Maroon, followed up by soliciting puffs on the column from such critical luminaries as H. L. Mencken and Harry Hansen...
...came to substance during conferences around the octagonal table in the White House Cabinet Room. There Ike sat in his regular chair, back to the French doors leading to the Rose Garden. Across from him, in the chair usually reserved for Vice President Nixon, sat Harold Macmillan, a maroon cardigan sweater buttoned under his grey sack suit, the stump of a dead cigar in his hand. Their relationship, long friendly, grew closer during the week (although Ike called him "Harold," Macmillan stuck to "Mr. President"). So it was at other levels, e.g, as between Dulles and Great Britain...