Word: ovens
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Carmen and the all-Negro Carmen Jones live, artistically, on different sides of the railroad tracks, they nevertheless represent the shortest distance between one exciting kind of job and another. Drastic changes have been made. Carmen has been retired in a kiln, not warmed over in an oven. There is no capricious tinkering for tinkering's sake. Respectfulness everywhere chaperones audacity...
...days. Try it when the July sun comes down upon your back with blisterin heat and the lizards are scurryin over the dead leaves ahuntin a wisp of shade on the backbone of a mountain that is steamin in the swelterin heat like a pan of bread in an oven. ... I hurried up to the grave to look down in it. It wasn't as deep as I was tall. . . . On another grave was a tattered flag, that the wind had faded until you could hardly tell what it was. Parts of it had been beaten...
Have You Got Love or Family Troubles? From a 187-year-old, cream-colored Colonial house called "Dutch Oven" (it was once a tearoom by that name) at Noroton, Conn., went out hundreds of copies of this letter last week. The printed signature: "Your Sincere Friends in LIFE-STUDY FELLOWSHIP"-a nonsectarian organization which has no church, no groups of people meeting together any where, but which dispenses its philosophy ("the practical application of Christian principles to the problems of modern living . . .") solely through the mail...
...oven-hot flatlands of southwest Texas last week traveled some 90 U.S. professional men to listen to learned lectures, to watch exhibitions of technique, to talk shop. They looked like any other group of scientists or educators, except that they wore khaki. In a sense they were educators: The deans and professors of the science of aerial warfare. Their profession: killing Japs and Nazis on the wing. Their special field: the high and delicate art of fixed gunnery, practiced in fighter planes while moving several hundred miles an hour...
...feel perfectly humming and I haven't had anything. Not a drop. So I'm going right out to do all the other things I've always wanted to do, and God knows when I'll be back. The ice cream is in the oven...