Word: napkins
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...tunes, the favorite sport became people watching, until the question arose, what next? With no climax in sight and no single star to shine, part of the answer was 450 bottles of nonvintage Taittinger champagne. Paris Review Editor George Plimpton began throwing slow-motion forward passes with a napkin to Receiver John Kenneth Galbraith, Lynda Bird danced on and on with Actor Roddy McDowall, and Frank Sinatra and Mia drifted out to his favorite West Side...
Chicago Bureau Chief Loye Miller had been following the Illinois campaign since the day Charles Percy announced his intention to run. In Boston, Correspondent Dave Greenway, collaborating with Bureau Chief Ruth Mehrtens, topped off the close coverage of the campaign by tucking napkin under chin and sharing Edward Brooke's night-be-fore-election "soul food" dinner of pigs' feet and Moet et Chandon champagne. Los Angeles Bureau Chief Marshall Berges, who lives a scant two miles from Ronald Reagan and had followed the candidate's progress for 18 months, did not remember any champagne. "It added...
...traditions are equally important. Changes in customs and manners are most visible and affect people most immediately. But the U.S. will undoubtedly survive the frug and the cutout dress as it did the disappearance of the napkin ring and the morning coat. Far more significant is the break with intellectual and moral tradition, the questioning not of a particular authority but of the concept of authority itself. A nation needs a sense of history as much as it needs a sense of the future; it needs tradition not as a soporific, but as a means of measuring itself. Anthropologist Loren...
...guest of honor at last week's luncheon meeting of the Cleveland Touchdown Club seemed the soul of mild-mannered urbanity. He broke his rolls before he buttered them. He politely said nothing about the veal cutlet. He refolded his napkin neatly when he was through. He wore a charcoal herringbone suit, and he buttoned his vest all the way-so only his tailor knew for sure about those 17-inch biceps, that 46-inch chest and that 32-inch waist. But the banquet toastmaster was not fooled for a second. "Gentlemen," he firmly announced, "I give you Superman...
Leinlein's terrible and innocent eyes each episode is murderously dissected. Papa eats like a pig while Mama throws up into her napkin with revulsion. Grandmama is a steely old Nazi who relives the past by driving more nails into the crucifix above her bed. Since no one in the family will recognize Leinlein's lameness, every outing is a walk to Calvary at the end of which the child's feet are cut and bleeding; his elders' reaction is to abuse him for his weakness. Detail upon horrifying detail is piled with detachment and cold...