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Word: ravello (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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Fortnight after bidding Jacqueline Kennedy arrivederci, the villagers of Ravello this week turned out to say goodbye to Jackie's sister and hostess, Lee Radziwill, 29. As Lee and her husband, Polish Prince Stanislas Radziwill, packed up for the trip home to London, it turned out that their sprawling Mediterranean villa had been more than a summer pleasure dome; it also served the Roman Catholic Radziwills as a convenient base from which to seek Vatican annulment of a previous marriage...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International Set: Unhitching Post | 9/14/1962 | See Source »

Away from Ravello. the Radziwills live relatively unnoticed in their London town house. Bulky, mustachioed Stash Radziwill wrestles a Cadillac around narrow London streets and looks like the chap who got his comeuppance in the final reel of every Pearl White thriller. Except for a slight accent, he is as English as the Ascot-almost. The prince arrived in London after World War II with little to his name but his name. He made some quick killings in real estate, and has settled down to quiet dabbling. Slash's cash has enabled the Radziwills to furnish their elegant Georgian...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International Set: Unhitching Post | 9/14/1962 | See Source »

...this took place during Ravello's celebration of the Feast of St. Pantaleone...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: Don't Forget... | 9/7/1962 | See Source »

...back at the villa, serenaders filled the night sky with their songs-Torna a Surriento, 0 sole mio, and Maria, Marl. There was even a lullaby composed just for Caroline, called Tarantella Ravellese. It lost something in translation but nothing in sentiment: A welcome like this we From Ravello must give to you, Returning to America, and happy You remember Italy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: Don't Forget... | 9/7/1962 | See Source »

...those final hours, Jackie and some friends motorboated to the Isle of Capri to shop and stroll through the main square and its sea of cafe tables. Then back to Ravello-and farewell. Crowds lined the streets, from the villa to the town square, to wave addio. But for all her happiness to be home, the melody could only linger on: Don't forget this little town Beautiful, simple and kind...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: Don't Forget... | 9/7/1962 | See Source »

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