Word: misted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...from the launching pad, leaving the black and white missile standing stark against the sky, her nose a full 80 ft. above the ground. Dozens of helmeted workers swarmed about her base, and a man climbed up to tinker with valves and connecting lines. A moment later plumes of mist rose from the base as fueling with liquid oxygen began...
...Tokyo's delicately landscaped Kasumigaseki (Sea Mist) golf course, with its 200-year-old pine trees, its wiry Korai-grass greens, and its slight but well-stacked female caddies, was too much for the occidental stars competing for the Canada Cup. While U.S. Tourists Sam ("Mr. Sneado") Snead and Jimmy Demaret paced the visitors with a respectable 72-hole total of 566, pudgy Torakichi Nakamura teamed up with Manchurian-born Koichi Ono to score an incredible 557. Said an observer of the Japanese: "I never saw such putting in my life." Said Mr. Sneado: "I never saw better caddies...
...leaped from the car and began a watercolor on the spot (see cut). How does the scenery compare with his beloved Kialing River? Replies Huang: "The landscape is not too different. But American trees are too uniform; Chinese trees are more interesting. What I missed most was the mist." For Huang this presented no insuperable problem. He simply left blank areas of rice paper to indicate the mist, in one view added two Chinese fishermen in the bed of Yosemite's Merced River, for good measure...
...financial knockout of Promoter James D. Norris, the promise of $255,000 of television money and 45% of the gate safely in his pocket, Ray was as cocky as ever. A blue, short-billed cap perched on his handsome head, a two-tone windbreaker zipped up against the mist from the lake, he smiled benevolently at his subjects. "After 17 years of boxing, all fights are the same," said Sugar with unlimited self-assurance. "The burden of proof is on Basilio. I've got the title, and he's got to come...
...need not rely on costume for her success. Her own songs-Between Me and Myself, Kyo-Shu (Nostalgia), Blues for Toshiko-come out with a wide, swinging, masculine beat that reminds some listeners of Bud Powell; the rhythmic ideas spin out loose-linked and limber, hazed with a nostalgic mist as delicate as watered silk. It is clearly some of the best jazz piano around...