Word: passport
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...accident or other causes, such as black-water fever and malaria which break down the blood, might require a blood transfusion in places where laboratory facilities or other modern means were lacking. I therefore had my blood typed by the local hospital and carried the data in my passport. . . . My doctor's letter read...
...revealed was the fifth marriage and divorce (eleven days later) of glittery, fire-haired Patent Medicine Heiress Merry ("Madcap") Fahrney. Briefly questioned in Manhattan was Husband (in name only) No. 5, a Swedish waiter who said he was 4-F (adenoids). Having lost her passport to the State Department, which disapproved of her Nazi friends, the heiress had paid the hard-up waiter $1,500 to make her a Swede, promptly got a Swedish passport, shortly skipped to South America with some half-million dollars of her fortune. Now living in a white-columned villa in Buenos Aires, she says...
Yeats went to France and "talked of marriage" to Maud Gonne, but it was clear that Maud was "far more interested in securing a passport to Ireland to work for the prisoners." He proposed then, and then again, to her exquisite daughter Iseult. H. decided, at length, to marry his good friend Georgie Hyde-Lees, "if she were not 'tired of the idea.' " She was not, and they were married in London in October 1917. His old fencing companion, Ezra Pound, was best man. In February 1919, in Dublin, Anne Butler Yeats was born. Yeats told a friend...
Conrad Veidt, looking more & more like a scarred wolfhound, has a few moments as a Nazi captain. Peter Lorre, as a petty passport racketeer, is knocked out of the show after 20 minutes. Sydney Greenstreet briefly represents the emigre black bourse. Oldtimer S. Z. Sakall (who should consider wearing his face in a brassiere) steals scene after scene as usual, merely by wobbling his jowls. Claude Rains is a bush-league Laval...
...another action Vichy neglected: it said nothing to its own Ambassador in Washington, blue-eyed, balding little Gaston Henry-Haye. The State Department waited for M. Henry-Haye to come after his passport, finally dispatched George T. Summerlin, Chief of the Division of Protocol, to the handsome, police-guarded French Embassy. For him to give the documents to the anxious, worried envoy took only a moment...