Word: port
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...schoolchildren grapple for years with three different and conflicting methods of measuring weight (avoirdupois, troy and apothecaries' table), three ways of measuring length (linear, chain and nautical), and a bewildering variety of dry and liquid measurements, ranging from drachms, grains and scruples to tuns, hogsheads and chaldrons. Port is measured in pipes (105 gals.), people in stones (14 Ibs.), pickled peppers in pecks (554.84 cu. in.). For good measure, Britain's hundredweight is 112 Ibs., not 100; the pennyweight has been unrelated to the weight of any penny for a century and a half, but equals one-twentieth...
...children to go out and vote. (She went straight Republican.) Then he flew to Bay City, marched up and down Washington Avenue, stopped off at a garment factory to shake the hands of the women workers, got back into his plane to head for a round of electioneering in Port Huron. In that city, he slid behind the wheel of a new Rambler and chauffeured a 75-year-old spinster to the polls. On the way, Salesman Romney asked his passenger if she had ever before been in a Rambler. "No," said she with a twinkle...
...Navy would shoot to sink. If it stopped, a boarding party would search it for offensive war materials. If it had none, it would be allowed to go on to Cuba. But if it carried proscribed cargo, the ship would be required to turn away to a non-Cuban port of its captain's own choosing. Similarly, Cuba-bound cargo aircraft would be intercepted and forced to land at a U.S. airport for inspection, or be shot down. As for Soviet submarines, they would be sought out by radar and sonar. U.S. forces would signal an unidentified...
...experience of the world, wrote. "I have traveled a good deal in Concord.'' Like Thoreau. Andrew Wyeth detests the idea of venturing beyond his own familiar Walden. He has traveled a good deal in Chadds Ford, Pa., where he spends his winters, and in rugged Port Clyde, Me., where he goes in summer...
...President has followed a course that compares with the maiden voyage of the S.S. Titanic. It left port with a glittering credits list; on board were fabled scions of U.S. show business-Irving Berlin, Howard Lindsay, Russel Crouse, Leland Hayward, Joshua Logan. As it plowed through the murky theatrical waters of Boston and Washington, iceberg-cool critics put a sizable hole in its hull. Drifting into view on Broadway, Mr. President carried a trapped and talented crew that seemed to take comfort in huddling together at the finale to sing an Irving Berlin version of Nearer, My God, to Thee...