Word: poled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Until World War II, Rubinstein toured Poland occasionally, and long after he became a U.S. citizen, the Poles continued to claim him as their own ("He is the best," said one writer, "so he is a Pole"). But during the war, the Germans killed the family he had left in the textile city of Lodz, and Rubinstein avoided Poland as well as Germany during his postwar European tours. When he finally decided he was ready to return to Poland, his concerts became immediate sellouts; 1,200 people turned up merely to hear him rehearse. Before he played a note...
Paul A. Siple, scientist-explorer of the South Pole Sc.D...
...their showers; the mansion's third floor is blocked off ("We're always losing Dominic," says Matilda); Band-aids, next to food and clothing, are the big expense, what with the children falling downstairs or sliding too fast down the bannisters, or falling off the gubernatorial totem pole that stands outside. After dinner and a session of TV-watching, church-going Roman Catholic Mike sings out: "Prayers, everyone, let's say our prayers." He and the youngsters then kneel in a cluster about a big armchair before they are paraded...
...begin the "Big Spin in the Brickyard" like Memorial Day road hogs trying to beat their neighbors to the beach. Even the pre-race parade, which called for the competitors to ride in neat ranks three abreast behind a pace car, immediately degenerated into a fight for the pole. It took three turns around the 2½mile track before the fast-moving field straightened out enough to satisfy the official starter. Then the green flag fell and 33 big feet pushed 33 throttles to the floorboards. The restrained snarl of the parade whined into the high-powered scream...
...only seconds away. Riding nose to tail pipe, the tight-packed cars skittered around two turns and scrapped all the way down the backstretch. "Nobody was giving anybody anything," said Driver Shorty Templeman. On the very next turn, Ed Elisian's John Zink Special slammed into the pole car and spun out of control; 13 other cars piled up behind him in the worst traffic mess in Brickyard history. "I just went into the turn too hard," said Elisian later. "The brakes locked on me, and I went onto the grass. There wasn't much...