Word: moms
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...with a little item for the paper's servicemen's column. She had a letter from her son, James J. Kress, 20, a fireman aboard the U.S. destroyer Richard S. Edwards, and she wanted Jimmy's friends to know where he was. The letter began: "Dear Mom and Dad: In case you haven't heard the names of those destroyers that were attacked in the Tonkin Gulf last Friday night, they were the R. S. Edwards and the Morton. Yep, we were there, all right...
...reveal the names of the destroyers on the claim that they carried highly secret electronic snooping gear. But after Jimmy Kress's letter, the Pentagon grudgingly confirmed that the destroyers were, in fact, the Morton and the Richard S. Edwards. After all, how can you stay mum when Mom out there in Dubuque wants the folks to know where...
...seldom change their ways until a third party horns in. The third party is usually a teen-aged son with protective feelings toward his mother and a less than friendly attitude toward Dad. What with the size of teen-agers these days, the fight often gets so furious that Mom finally begins to worry that someone may get hurt. Then she calls the cops...
GENERAL ELECTRIC. The genial genius of Walt Disney, which also perks up the pavilions of Pepsi-Cola and Illinois, is responsible for this amusing tale of what electricity has wrought in the home. Dad brags about his household appliances through three generations, but Mom, rescued from work, has the last word. Besides Disney's dummies, G.E. has a display of nuclear fusion...
...built to it scene by scene. Her quiet, vulnerable eyes enter a plea for understanding that the dialogue cannot match. Mostly, the actors are stuck with expressions of immaculately liberal sentiment, as when the Negro suitor tells his father: "Pop, we're in love, just like you and Mom. What difference does it make if she's black, white, purple or green?" Fledgling Director Larry Peerce (son of Tenor Jan Peerce) too often stages the action with operatic solemnity, and an insistent musical score stresses points already made. For all its sincerity, One Potato, Two Potato...