Word: oldsters
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Last month Publisher Marks gave the genial oldster who is featured on such nostalgic occasions as the advent of Repeal a song title, told him to write a waltz to it. Metz went home, scratched out a tune on his violin. Last week his waltz, There's A Secret in My Heart, was publicly sung for the first time by Dale Wimbrow on the Eskimo Pie program over the NBC Blue Network. Theodore Metz was introduced to the radio audience. His latest song turned out to be "corny," smooth, banal. Publisher Marks predicted success for it. But many...
Paying less & less attention to his material condition, Rembrandt worked faster & faster. When his son died, he wore his best to the grave, a ragged, fur-lined coat daubed with paint. A year later, a puff-eyed, firm-jawed 63-year-oldster. deserted except by a few kinswomen and the neighborhood Jews, he died. His fame as a painter had long since vanished into the attics of Amsterdam, apparently forever...
...Flushing, L. I. lost the use of a hand, his 13-year-old son stepped up to the console, took his father's place. Six years later Son Raymond Huntington Woodman became organist at First Presbyterian Church, Brooklyn. He is still there, a goateed, white-haired, 74-year-oldster who has written many a song, anthem and organ piece, played more than 50,000 numbers. Genteel Organist Woodman says: "When I first went into music it was regarded as equivalent to retiring from social life. Many well-known musicians of bad habits and poor principles had so harmed...
Since 1875 Fifth Avenue Bank has sat, like a portly, dignified oldster, at the corner of Fifth Avenue & 44th Street, Manhattan.* When it was founded most bankers hesitated to accept women's accounts because bank lobbies were usually crowded with male customers "among whom it is not agreeable for a lady to penetrate." Fifth Avenue Bank thought differently. It built a handsome parlor where ladies could "cut coupons and eat bonbons with equal relish." Off the parlor was a room furnished with manicuring scissors, hairpins, violet water, lavender salts, scented soap. In the coupon rooms the directors thoughtfully provided...
Another who had been sleepless was a corpulent, 59-year-old police reporter named John H. Dreher of the Seattle Times, one of a flock of 75 newshawks which alighted at Tacoma to cover the Northwest's biggest snatch. Oldster Dreher justified his 40 years in the business with an oldtime scoop. Somehow he got word of Farmer Bonifas' early morning call to the Tacoma police. "On one of those hunches that come like a royal flush," wrote Reporter Dreher afterward, "I started out in a taxicab to meet the farmer's automobile." Meet...