Word: odd
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...high-paying profession, his average under-the-counter traffic was modest: seldom over $35 a day. But his clientele was loyal and steady. As a patient-orderly at Chicago State Hospital, a 385-acre mental institution, Wanzig enjoyed a virtual monopoly on the betting of 5,000-odd potential horse players...
...separated from the Kremlin, and they think that India can help them turn the trick. Furthermore, Syngman Rhee is anathema to the British. The Times of London sneered last week that the U.S. was beginning to "look more and more like a satellite of South Korea," an odd attitude in those who, in the next breath, accuse the U.S. of stubbornly disregarding the opinion of others...
...along the shoreline of Green Lake, Wis., across the rolling carpet of the 18-hole golf course, the tennis courts, the spacious yacht basin. But not the click of a driver was heard, or a splash from the water. Sitting on folding chairs under the oak trees were 800-odd men, women and children celebrating with hymns, prayers and well-chosen words the tenth anniversary of a summer gathering place for American (Northern) Baptists...
Cozy Purgatory. Perhaps the more accomplished of the two gooseflesh impresarios is F. L. (Odd Man Out) Green. His Ambush for the Hunter uncoils in a simple setting of domestic infelicity. Charles and Edna are a middle-aged London couple who have been putting a good face on their bad marriage for so long that they have almost forgotten what it really looks like. Charles is a well-placed civil servant with the aplomb of a head waiter and the moral fiber of an eel. Edna retreats into a cocoon of modern books, music and art. Into this cozy purgatory...
...born in a hotel and brought up in three countries,'' Humorist Ludwig Bemelmans tells his daughter Barbara when she asks why all the characters in his books are crazy. "And then I lived in other hotels . . . and the only people you met were odd ones . . . Upstairs was a collection of Russian grand dukes and French countesses, English lords and American millionaires. Backstairs there were French cooks, Rumanian hairdressers, Chinese manicurists, Italian bootblacks, Swiss managers, English valets . . . When I was sent to America to learn the hotel business here, I ran into the same kind of people...