Word: parked
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Some Londoners tried to keep cool by lying, sweaty and scarlet, on the shores of Hyde Park's Serpentine. Others sped for the seashore, where thousands slept on the beaches. Steve Raynor, a waiter from tropical Jamaica, changed his coat three times and gave up. "It's too hot in England," he said...
...evening, Duplessis went out to Ste. Marguerite park. The crowd standing in the rain cheered and whistled. Motorists honked their horns. "This is a demonstration that we will safeguard the rights, prerogatives and liberties of the people," cried ebullient Maurice, and the crowd roared. "Our rivals have insulted us but I am willing to forgive and forget ... I thank you for this marvelous triumph...
...Wall Street and U.S. military leaders. When he finished, his wife, his three small sons and his brother Paul joined him on the stand; like a well rehearsed vaudeville act, they all sang When You Were Sweet Sixteen. The applause swelled, then seemed to roll right out of the park and up to a wan and waning moon as Henry Wallace appeared, riding in an open car, circling the outfield...
...Debussy's Rhapsody for Saxophone and Orchestra, the union called its men off the job. Dorati, who had sat up half the night studying Debussy's score on a plane from Chicago (he had flown out the night before to conduct in Chicago's Grant Park), took the bad news with a good nature rare among conductors in crises...
...just Hyde Park friends of the Roosevelts, come down to look after them," Husband ("Dad") Nesbitt blandly told the world. (Mrs. Nesbitt had often baked and cooked on big occasions when F.D.R. was governor of New York.) Mrs. Roosevelt was waiting in the Red Room when the Nesbitts arrived, and she said: "I'll show you over"; and so "we started out together at a trot, the way she always goes about things . . . We kept on bumping into Roosevelts ... I can't recall how many [but] they all seemed glad to be there . . . Then we reached the kitchen...