Word: pajamaed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...golden ears in exhaust fumes, cocktail onions.and punched commuters' tickets, cornfed Author Richard Bissell, who came east from Iowa to write the smash Broadway hit Pajama Game, decided to abandon Connecticut's exurbian lotus groves, take a summer's furlough in his native Dubuque. His reason: "The East seems to have a corner on the phony market. These characters are afraid they might be caught not knowing something. Some of these advertising guys-real phonies-would be better off running a gas station. You've got people going to the theater here simply because they ought...
...gonna keep 'em out in Dubuque, after they've seen Broadway? In the case of Dick Bissell, the answer is not easy. When his funny little 1953 novel, 7½ Cents, was turned by Director George Abbott & Co. into a hit musical. The Pajama Game, the big money and the taste of Broadway may have weakened Author Bissell's resistance to the charms of the old ladies from Dubuque. He now lives just up the road a piece from Times Square in Exurbia, Connecticut, with his wife and four children, gets along with two station wagons...
...story of the heartland rube who went to New York dressed in an inferiority complex and won through to the jackpot. Midwesterner Jack Jordan has written a book-club selection in his spare time while working at the old family foundry (Bissell himself had worked at the old family pajama factory). When a couple of brash young producers summon him to New York and ask him to turn the book into a play, he feels like an impostor. But with the help of a shrewd director who strongly resembles George Abbott. Jack Jordan attains the rube's satisfaction...
...squad of cops deployed cautiously around an old, grey, lace-curtained house at 17 Fourth Street in the factory district of Waterbury, Conn. After the guards were set, plainclothesmen walked up the steps and pounded loudly on the front door. The downstairs lights winked on, and stocky, smiling, pajama-clad George Metesky, a 54-year-old bachelor, answered the knock. His two elderly spinster sisters watched warily in the background. George never lost his polite grin. "I think.'' he said after a few preliminary questions and answers. "I know why you fellows are here. You think...
...Anglo-French occupied Port Said, infiltrating guerrillas plastered the walls with big signs saying: DEATH IF YOU STAY. Shopkeepers closed their stores, and the hostility and resentment mounted to a peak as the first U.N. forces marched in. Yelling "British Go Home" and "Long Live Nasser," nearly 20,000 pajama-clad Egyptians crowded onto the streets and pressed against British troops standing with bayonets drawn. A few Britons jabbed out with rifle butts, but the only shooting took place in the Arab quarter, where a jeepload of French, caught in a crowd, fired, killing two boys aged twelve...