Word: picnicing
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Duty. It was that time of year again-state-fair time, vacation time, take-it-easy and picnic time. Official Washington was practically closed down and, in the cool, clear air of the Colorado mountains. Gerald Ford golfed, swam, dined with old friends and danced cheek-to-cheek with his wife in a Vail nightclub. He was briefed daily on international developments, including Secretary of State Henry Kissinger's efforts to work out a peace accord between Israel and Egypt (see THE WORLD). He called together his top aides for a conference on oil prices, and met with White...
...rendition of The Field Artillery March and Dixie, though the exertion caused an exhausted Betty Ford to remain in bed the next day. He sipped a bit of local wine on a visit to the Rhine River town of Linz (the presidential verdict: "Delicious") and dropped in on a picnic attended by 3,500 American soldiers and their families in the town of Kirschgoens. Then, during a two-day journey to Poland, the President was greeted by a cheerful though not tumultuous crowd of 250,000 in Warsaw ("American VIPS are no big deal here any more," noted...
...Hotel in Pari sent champagne (Prince de Venoge, '65 to the rooms of all American guests. For the first time, at the Fête du Louvre, programs for the Paris Opera Ballet wer available in English. Some European hoteliers suggest to guests that they can have a picnic lunch à la Manet for fa less than a bistro meal à la carte. Fo their part, American tourists seem considerably more subdued than the caricature Midwesterner abroad who demanded his bill in "real money." "They argue over checks less often," says Jean Bruel, owner of Bateaux Mouches, the famed...
...attending the Cherry Festival in Traverse City, Mich. That goes on the list with the Holland Tulip Festival and the Virginia Apple Blossom Festival. One of his happiest afternoons in his first year at the White House was taking the Soviet cosmonauts to the Alexandria, Va., firemen's picnic...
Down Manhattan's Fifth Avenue one morning last week, a group of young choirboys marched on their way to a picnic, hopping gaily and singing Nearer, My God, to Thee. The rest of the city was not so blithe. In the third day of a wildcat sanitation workers' strike, mounds of garbage were rising on the sidewalks, rotting in the July heat. At night, especially in the slums of the South Bronx and Harlem, trash fires flickered and fumed in the streets like smudge pots-and, of course, there were not enough firemen to cope. "Fun City? Fear...