Word: palme
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Stopover Privilege. The President had been in no hurry to return home from Casablanca. After the ten-day conference was over he and Prime Minister Winston Churchill drove 150 miles to the ancient city of Marrakech, with its grove of palm trees at the foot of the snow-topped Atlas Mountains, with its musty 16th-Century tombs and its square, where snake charmers, jugglers and native dancers perform in the afternoons...
...campaign for Frankie Newton. Vag skipped a few pages, then pulled up short. Poor Joe, his knuckles raw, was still trying to break his way through the barred doors of Boylston. Have to get the Student Council in on this, he muttered. Then, remembering, he stretched his arm out, palm downward, in salute. Suddenly he heard a panting behind him. Relax, Ted, he thought, you don't have to fill it all yourself. But Vag had been fooled by the dark. It was only when the furry frightened creature crept closer whimpering "Oh dear, oh dear, I'll be late...
Taxes were the reason offered by Radioman Shepard for selling. His father, John Shepard Jr., retired Boston merchant, owner of Providence's Shepard Stores, onetime (1930-35) mayor of Palm Beach, and the network's chief stockholder, is 86 and someday there will be estate taxes to pay. Rubberman O'Neil gave John Shepard III a five-year contract to continue as network operations head and board chairman...
...Palm Beach Story (Paramount), a wacky, sexy comedy written and directed by imaginative Preston Sturges, gives Rudy Vallee his first chance to do something besides croon, and he does it in a surprisingly winning way. As a pince-nezed, third-generation Rockefeller (screen name: John D. Hackensacker III) who pursues slinky Claudette Colbert like an expectant collector after a particularly fine butterfly, Rudy is a sketch...
...hardly a person who had not sent a package, or at least a letter, to a man in uniform; hardly a thoughtful man or woman who would not wonder what it might be like to spend Christmas in a tank on the road to Bizerte or perched in a palm tree in New Guinea...