Word: peaches
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Eliot, in which the wrinkled old (71) poet stands with his arms looped fondly but awkwardly around the neck of his wholesome young (32) wife, his face caught in a quizzical expression, half doubt and half delight-a portrait of J. Alfred Prufrock, who has dared to eat a peach...
...teenage, 5-ft. 2-in. "dwarf" of this book first saw hard covers years ago in Shulman's The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis. A sort of peach-fuzz Bluebeard. Dobie consumes much of his one-track energy in the chase after females, and his main problem remains that of making himself acceptable to girls with developing measurements. Admits Dobie: "It used to make me pretty jumpy when a girl started getting her bust." Most of the young ladies live next door in a bad real estate buy that happens to be the only flat-roofed house in Dobie...
...share of lesser incidents. The children rip up school buses, delight in throwing things out of the windows. "One day," says Johnstone, "a school bus passed me belching smoke from every window. All the kids were smoking. And as I watched bug-eyed at the sight, a shower of peach pits descended...
...loner from the start-a kid who seemed to figure she was expected to take care of herself. She went to a two-room schoolhouse, rode horses bareback, learned to swim in irrigation canals on her father's 100-acre farm, and talked Spanish to the Mexican peach pickers. But it was not much fun. At least, looking back on her childhood, Chiby Suzuki insists: "I could hardly wait to grow up. I didn't like being a kid, because I always had certain feelings I couldn't explain. The only things I could dream about...
...Peggy Guggenheim, most dashing of the second-generation collectors, has "found nothing astonishing in a life larded with blood-splattering parties, gatherings with public confessions and public disrobings, flagrant infidelities and hysterical rows," says Author Saarinen. A bouncy bit of heiress in a housecoat of peach-colored feathers, she always collected artists along with their art. Surrealism was her first great passion, and it took her into a marriage to Max Ernst. Abstract expressionism was her second, and included a penchant for Jackson Pollock as a man. Now, full of years and honor, she lives in a Venetian palace, paints...