Word: mum
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...also stayed mum on a revelation about the now famous antitrust compromise that allowed it to hold on to Hartford Fire Insurance in return for selling all or part of six other companies. In fact, the Wall Street Journal revealed last week that ITT will not have to sell all of ITT Levitt & Sons. Several weeks after Justice Department officials outlined the terms of the antitrust compromise to the conglomerate's officers, ITT was allowed to buy one of Levitt's fast-growing subsidiaries. The transaction was not reported in any of ITT's financial documents...
...weak at the end of an intimacy...She's decided to clear the decks, to leave the job she has despised for so long...She's also saying no to Bob. She says. 'I've had all this fitting in and shutting up and making do, like my old Mum.' She knows something is dreadfully wrong with the way her parents live, and she doesn't want to live the life her mother had. She deliberately votes for nothing. She tells him when they are breaking up. "There has to be a time when nothing is better than anything.' Nothing...
Perhaps it was inevitable. Mum and Dad separated when she was ten; the child was given her choice of parent to live with. At that age, girls are bonkers about their fathers; she and Conner enjoyed what she recalls as "a parody of marriage." Together they went to concerts, studied languages, played cello and piano duets. At 15, Penelope passed Oxford's matriculation exams, but was too young to be admitted. She tried a year at Bennington. There the peculiar Americans informed her that she possessed an Einsteinian...
...left to 13-year-old David Cathro, flapping wings made of bamboo and plastic, to make the best flight of the day: he hit the water all of 20 feet from the launch pad. "I talked my mum into letting me have a go," he confessed, "because I hold a bronze medal for swimming...
...Alternately brutal and simpering, Dakin is the sort of chap who, when revealed as a multiple killer, is described by his neighbors as "a quiet, unassuming man" and whose unbelieving mother invariably laments: "But he always kept his room so clean." Vic, in fact, takes good care of his mum, conveying her to the Brighton sun, faithfully carrying in the afternoon tea. Between such assignments, he coshes opponents and irritably castrates a chap or two. In films like this, of course, there is no such thing as the perfect criminal. Errors will be committed and no one ever eludes...