Word: midday
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Wintering in Jamaica, T. S. Eliot and his wife Valerie, the plumply attractive Yorkshire lass he married four years ago, kept busy with nightly gin rummy, breezed through novels from the hotel library, daily ventured out in the midday sun. As he basked contentedly with his 34-year-old ex-secretary, the poet, at 72, looked not a little like the hero of his 1917 Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock...
...austere hand on the little mining town of Kellogg, Idaho (pop. 5,000), where most homes are heated by wood stoves. The encircling, mile-high mountains of the Coeur d'Alene mining area, rich in lead, zinc and silver, curtain off the sunlight except for a few midday hours. This year the 5,000 people of Kellogg await winter's arrival with a new dread: life in a town with its only industry shut down...
...plane bearing Press Secretary James Hagerty was not due until 3 p.m., but by midday, 20,000 people had converged on Tokyo's International Airport. On the terrace of the terminal building were gathered middle-aged men and kimono-clad women sedately clutching small U.S. and Japanese flags. Near by stood several thousand right-wing toughs of the Great Japan Patriotic Party waving huge Rising Sun banners and shouting nationalist slogans. But the majority of the crowd was made up of Sohyo labor unionists and Zengakuren students carrying signs that read HAGERTY GO TO THE HELL, WE DISLIKE...
...named Ellida, who is haunted by an uneasy feeling that she is land locked. Her liberation comes in the form of a deep-sea sailor, who offers her the chance to slide down the ways and out to where "the seals lie upon the reefs and bask in the midday sun." Ellida sports it for a time with the sailor, but at play's end she chooses a terrestrial admirer. The point seems to be that both sea and sailor represent Ellida 's escape from reality; when her vision clears, she is freed of her aqueous urges...
...typical of Sukarno's charming but rather feckless character that in the first days of his visit, Khrushchev was taken to no factories, plantations or workshops, or even allowed to mingle with any real people. Instead, there were constant spectacles in the 90° heat of midday, with giggling maidens flinging hibiscus and frangipani petals on the sweating Nikita; there were gargantuan meals, with endless courses of Indonesian and Dutch delicacies (to which Khrushchev always brought his own sour black bread), and nights filled with the tinkling music of gamelan orchestras...