Word: pips
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...most astutely symbolical novel of igth century England was Dickens' Great Expectations. Young Pip. packing his bags for London to become a gentleman, fulfilled the dream image of a confident and ambitious middle class. Since 1954, an equally symbolic novel has come to stand for the small expectations and raddled nerves of null century Britain - and especially its middle-class intellectuals-under the Welfare State. The novel: Kingsley Amis' Lucky...
...Gettysburg, donned a brown-and-black-checked cap, a hip-length windbreaker and heavy leather boots, and puttered about in the crisp fall weather "to get some air." Happily he inspected his 20 head of cattle and chatted with the neighbors who accompanied him. ("She's a pip! . . . We ought to hold on to that one for a while until we see how he develops!") Then, after precisely five hours on the farm, he flew back to Washington to get back to work...
...Patches of Fog." Shortly before 11 p.m. he picked up the pip of a ship on the bridge radarscope (he did not know it was Andrea Doria), about twelve miles off his port bow. Andrea Doria was at that point running a few miles south of the westbound lane of Track Charlie, an "informal" sea lane charted by the U.S. Coast and Geodetic Survey, and generally followed by the big transatlantic liners of the U.S., Britain, France and Holland, but not necessarily by the Italians and the Swedes. Eastbound Stockholm was about 19½ miles north of the eastbound lane...
TIME'S Dec. 12 cover story on "Toycoon" Louis Marx is a pip. I have an anecdote that involves Mr. Marx: several years ago, at Vallauris, France, Irving Berlin and I met Picasso; he'd been making abstract statues-incorporating broken bits and pieces from his children's toys (one creation had a tin washbasin in its stone stomach and a toy propeller imbedded in its navel). We promised to send the children some new toys and asked Louis Marx to ship a few and bill us (which he never did). Santa Marx sent a huge crate...
...Major Holguin, at his bombsight controls up forward, became the key man in the City of Merced: Beau Traylor had only to maintain air speed. His face glued to the radarscope and its tireless, swinging line of light, Joe Holguin made manual adjustments to keep the crosshairs on the pip that marked his target. Nearly everything was handled by the "K" system, the fabulous new Air Force apparatus that automatically navigates, flies the plane and releases the bomb. From a sounding device came a steady hum. At the precise moment when the "K" system would have released a real bomb...