Word: penned
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Washington, the President's pen chant for popping into unexpected places left Hal Holbrook, Broadway's vet eran and highly skilled impersonator of Mark Twain, sounding more like Chico Marx. Holbrook was performing for Lady Bird and Lynda Bird Johnson and a group of visiting college stu dents in the White House East Room when the President burst in, rushed up to the platform, grasped the actor's hand and said: "I always wanted to meet Mark Twain." Almost speech less, Holbrook forgot several subsequent lines, blew others, and later admitted: "I was really frightened." Among...
...team that went to Moscow last summer. "No body likes to lose," he says, "but there's no sense in letting it get you down. I've learned a lot in the last few years. I guess the learning process started when I got my first poison-pen letter. Once everything was given to me. Now I have to try to make...
...almost as if the cartoonists had been waiting for an excuse to sight in once more on a familiar target. No sooner did Charles de Gaulle announce his decision to recognize Red China than the pen-and-ink brigade moved to the attack. The long, lugubrious face, with its dark, pouched eyes glowering past the promontory of a nose, was riddled with caricature. A buzzing gadfly, a silly rake wooing an Oriental tart, a kook cutting loose a dangerous dragon-De Gaulle was peppered from all sides...
Cartoonist Conrad is a registered Democrat who says he has "strayed from the path of righteousness and truth" only once-to vote for Eisenhower in 1952. But his pen knows no political party. In Los Angeles he will find much the same political environment that he is getting ready to leave. Both the Post and the Times are Republican papers. But Times Publisher Chandler has promised Conrad the same latitude that he enjoyed in Denver, where, despite occasional remonstrances from Post Publisher Palmer Hoyt, Conrad persisted in depicting former President Eisenhower as progressively senile and slightly vacuous...
Died. A. J. Liebling, 59, freewheeling journalist and longtime New Yorker contributor, who turned his sometimes loving, often acid pen to food (no one could pack away more), prizefights (he once fancied himself a not-quite Hemingway-class boxer), World War II accounts of the North African campaign, countless articles on the Wayward Press, and one notable dissection of Chicago: The Second City, whose cry, Liebling insisted, had changed from "Lemme at him" to "Hold him offa me"; of pneumonia; in Manhattan...