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Word: moms (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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Ceremonies commenced with the appearance, soon after 12 o'clock bells, of placards stating such conflicting views as, "Keep My Dad in College," "Neville Wanted Peace, Too," and "I Didn't Raise My Mom...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 1000 Throng Mem Hall Triangle To Cheer and Jeer at Peace Rally | 4/17/1948 | See Source »

...slick-paper fictioneer and essayist (Generation of Vipers'), he had profitably entertained large congregations, often as not by insulting them. But as a newspaper columnist he had emptied the church. Off My Chest was a vitriolic series of sermons against clericalism, bigotry, and the worship of "Mom." Last week, after three years as a syndicated columnist, Philip Wylie admitted defeat...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Off-His Chest | 1/5/1948 | See Source »

...Better watch that temper of yours, son," old Mom Murphy had said. The killer, shaken with remorse, sank to his knees on the kitchen floor. "Darling," he sobbed, "I loved you. I always loved you." He gathered the "limp little body" in his arms, caressed it, "covered it with kisses." It was too late for kisses. Napoleon, the Murphy family parrot, was dead...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Jimmy's Jeebies | 6/30/1947 | See Source »

Then the Army & Navy Bulletin burst out with the news that Mom's husband had been no rear admiral, but a World War I buck private. Mom still insisted, a little lamely, that the Skipper was a rear admiral. But newsmen, whom she greeted in a sky-blue negligee, got several versions of his career: he had really been only a Navy captain, but she had boosted his rank to help "open Washington doors"; he had been a Rough Rider with Teddy Roosevelt and was bitten by a cobra while hunting with Roosevelt in Africa; he had been called...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: The Teardrops' Yield | 6/2/1947 | See Source »

Last week Senator Ferguson sheepishly rose to ask permission to have his war widows bill discharged from committee consideration. Permission was speedily granted. With that, Mom became incoherent. All she could say was: "That damned Bulletin, honey, has paralyzed the side of my throat...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: The Teardrops' Yield | 6/2/1947 | See Source »

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