Word: platee
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...hated the orphanage. As one of the older children, Norma Jeane was assigned to wash the dishes: 100 plates, 100 cups, 100 knives, forks, spoons. "I did it three times a day, seven days a week," says Marilyn. "But it wasn't so bad. It was worse to scrub out the toilets." As payment for their work, most of the children got 5? a month. Since everybody had to put a penny in the plate on Sunday, that left each child with 1? a month to spend. With her penny, Norma Jeane usually bought a ribbon for her hair...
...load the bases. Cleary then drove in Crosby with a sacrifice fly. Simourian and Fisher then walked to force a run in and Van Riper out. A wild pitch and an error on Matt Botsford's grounder scored two more, but Fisher was then thrown out at the plate on John Getch's grounder to short...
...Bernstein started in the 40 degree weather at M.I.T.'s Briggs Field, but again was unable to find the plate, allowing one hit and four walks to the first six batters. Ken Rossano was then rushed in, with one out and the bases loaded, and proceeded to give up a base-cleaning double to Stu Ohlson, before retiring the side. Bernstein was charged with all five first inning runs...
...Loayza, "Mal Tiempo." In Argentina, Juan Perón found TIME'S views of his dictatorship so infuriating that he arrested our correspondents, banned the magazine for six years (1947-53). But that did not keep TIME out of the country. Our circulation in Uruguay, across the River Plate, trebled. Argentines crossed the river to smuggle TIME into their country; one woman regularly went from Montevideo to Buenos Aires with the magazine in her girdle...
...they were married, but the marriage did not turn out to be what the doctor ordered. Milton was all set to live it up, but his wife proved to be an almost pathological stinge. Milt was a low-born lunk who still crossed his knife and fork on the plate when he finished his dinner, but his wife was the sort of girl who lusted after little French restaurants, where the soup tastes "like a prism," and she was always happy to tell him what Whistler had said to Oscar Wilde. She teased his tastes ("Does it want wose-colored...