Word: pocketed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...work in an organized way during his own lifetime. Too many "well-intended ideas and plans go astray after a man's death," he said. The foundation has supported everything in town, from the U.S.O. to churches and crippled children. But many times Mott dug into his own pocket for direct aid as well. In 1929, after some bank employees embezzled $3,600,000, Mott shelled out enough money to save the bank; it cost him more than $1,000,000 in co!d cash. In later years he donated millions of dollars for library buildings, the Flint Junior...
...nervous breakdown and Russian Cellist David Rostropovich had a heart attack, setting the emotional stage for the illness of Conductor Paul Sacher, scheduled to lead the Dutch Chamber Orchestra. Aging Conductor Pierre Monteux, 88, promptly appeared on the scene with his protégé in his pocket. "My pupil," said Monteux, "he's great. He reminds me of my own youth." New York's David Zinman, 26, a violinist at seven and a graduate of the Oberlin Conservatory, then took the podium for his grand debut. In classic style, he gave an impressive performance. Flagged...
...when he became tired of the primitive fountain pens of the day and invented a pen of his own. His business surged after he developed the "lucky curve" -a curved ink-feeding device that prevented ink from leaking when the pen was stored upright in a user's pocket. He kept adding technical improvements, caught the public fancy with such gimmicks as the showy orange and black Duofold pen that be came the raccoon coat of the pen indus try in the 1920s, and soon was leading all the world's penmakers in sales-a distinction his company...
...What really matters is the vignettes along the way. In a New York waterfront bar, a fierce-looking Caribbean type with abscessed fangs picks up an ice pick and tells Mickey to leave the premises. The poor hood doesn't know that Mickey has a rod in his pocket with a Navarone-sized barrel. Mickey takes out a single big s'ag and rolls it down the bar. "Eat it," he says. The thug eats...
...producers have created a kind of New Wave western, using simple realism as their strongest tool. They evoke it with sounds: a transistor radio in de Wilde's shirt pocket twanging hillbilly anthems, the slamming of a screen door on a hot night, the screak-screak of the ice-cream freezer on the back porch, the relentless whistling of the wind scorching in off the plains, the brutal whump of the springs of the Cadillac as it guns across the railroad tracks. They also evoke it with the black-and-white camera of Old Master James Wong Howe...