Word: quai
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...small grey building on Paris Quai d'Orsay, tucked away between the French National Assembly and the former Foreign Ministry, lives Elder Statesman Edouard Herriot, Assembly president and perennial mayor of Lyon. In his pale green salon, Herriot last week received several diplomatic callers. They settled on red-upholstered, gilt Louis XV chairs, beneath five huge crystal chandeliers, to discuss one of Europe's great hopes: Western Union. They got nowhere. Britain and France were deeply divided...
Panting and wheezing, the concierge climbed to the sixth floor of the grey building at 53 Quai d'Orsay, overlooking the same stretch of the summery Seine as the nearby French Foreign Office. A 64-year-old World War I veteran, Louis-Christophe Gaillard was a vacation substitute for the regular concierge at the Hotel du Tabac (so called because it used to house the French state tobacco monopoly). He shuffled into the main conference room, where a council meeting of the Organization for European Economic Cooperation had just ended. Gaillard moved around the green-clothed table, carefully collecting...
...small Galerie de la Paix at the Quai d'Orsay in Paris, with 16 flags flapping from the parapets outside, the 16 Marshall Plan nations last week signed the "Convention for European Economic Cooperation." The central office of OEEC-to be established in Paris-would work on such cooperative procedures as lowering customs barriers, stabilizing currencies, allocating labor forces and raw materials...
...petite, grey-haired women journalists had a date this week at Paris' Quai d'Orsay. With a glass of champagne and a kiss on each cheek from Foreign Minister Georges Bidault, they would be formally made knights of the Légion d'Honneur. For both Geneviève Tabouis, famed political columnist of France-Libre (circ. 115,000) and Janet Flanner, famed "Genêt" of the New Yorker, the kudos was overdue...
Invited to the Quai d'Orsay while preparing to visit New York, "Genêt" decided to skip what she thought was just a social reception. When she walked in on New Yorker Editor Harold Ross in Manhattan a few days later, he greeted her sourly: "I see you have got the Légion d'Honneur, and I don't think too highly...