Word: playe
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...horseshoe is embedded in the cement doorstep, framing a footprint of Glen as a four-year-old. He does much of his work at home, has a Dictaphone in the library where he wrote his book, Where I Stand. For recreation he likes to hunt (pheasant, quail, deer), play chess, take Glen fishing, go for long walks alone. He has few close friends outside his family, sees his father and brothers often (brother William is a sheet-metal worker, brother Elmer a grocer, brother Arthur a state employee). He has supported himself with articles and lectures...
...significant message from Truman? Had the next President of the U.S. been named on the Augusta National Golf Club's 18th green? Or-and this is what set the dopesters' teeth on edge-was it possible that Ike and Georgie had gone to Augusta just to play golf...
Said the Frankfurter Nene Presse: "Here is a hope for survival ... It is earnestly and with reason hoped that this will kill the thoughtless and irresponsible rumors of coming military conflict." A Munich housewife: "At last we will be permitted to play a German fiddle in this world orchestra." A Frankfurt photographer: "Here is one thing the Russians cannot veto...
While waiting for Johnson, Brazilians had time to appraise their two-year exposure to Bill Pawley. The millionaire go-getter, who often invited 750 guests for cocktails, had shown Brazil how a jet-propelled American does business. At work and at play he had talked fast-Brazilians sometimes thought too fast-to sell his ideas. He wanted to raise the level of life of 47,000,000 Brazilians which could easily be done from Brazil's own resources. He wanted to open Brazil's potential oilfields to U.S. capital. He wanted to see Brazil's rickety transportation...
...rehearsal was over; the guest conductor stepped down from the podium. Said Maestro Toscanini, who had been sitting quietly in a back seat scrutinizing the score: "Now! That man really knows how to play that music ... I play it like a pig!" The little knot of courtiers around Toscanini hastened to assure him that it wasn't so. The old man turned on them with one of his sudden, unpredictable thunderclaps: "Oh, so you think I don't know music?" As he marched off he sputtered: "The trouble with all of you is-you have all been poisoned...