Word: pillowing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Midday shoppers, clustered about the window of British Overseas Airways' office on Washington's Connecticut Avenue, could hardly tear themselves away. Behind the glass, in strapless bathing suit, black-eyed Mary Jane Hayes, Miss Washington of 1949, climbed into a bed. On her pillow was a small black earphone and the words that she heard as she pretended to sleep floated outside through amplifiers. "Bon soir ..." cooed the speaker. "Good night . . . Bon . . . good . . . le soir . . . the night . . ." As onlookers soon found out, Miss Washington was modeling the newest type of French lesson...
Every time a baby is found dead in his crib, apparently smothered by bedclothing or a soft pillow, the mother is tortured by the feeling that she should have been more careful. Neighbors and kin often brand her as negligent. Almost all such blame and remorse are pointless, says Dr. Keith Bowden in the current Australian Medical Journal: cases of "baby smothering" are usually due to unsuspected disease...
...general manager, Sandro Pal-lavicini, was a bastard. Two rival picture weeklies were less bold and less convincing-Oggi, with a cover showing Ingrid and Roberto looking fondly at a baby that was obviously several months old, and Tempo, which showed a pensive Ingrid reclining on a pillow...
...Friendly Pillow. The walls of her rooms were worn down to the bricks; in 23 years upholstery had become infested with beetles, maggots and moths. Hairpins were found rusted into her hair; she had not washed it for 15 years. On her deathbed, the 72-year-old recluse told a nurse stories of her bitter childhood: of running to her mother when she was hurt, of being rebuffed, and then of seeking out her grandmother and crying "Nobody loves me." Her grandmother had replied coldly, "Nobody loves a crybaby." "After that," said the dying old woman, "I knew my only...
Most of Ottershaw's first crop of students had little idea of boarding-school discipline. From magazines and British comic books they had definite ideas of what they should be up to: they were all set for dormitory raids, pillow fights and secret midnight feasts. Foot's solution of the discipline problem: a student council made up of elected representatives from each class, supplemented later by the venerable system of student prefects. To level off social differences, he required all boys to do their share of tidying up, put a half-crown (35?) ceiling on weekly spending money...