Word: relax
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Despite the cocoon of protocol that enveloped him, the Shah liked the country, took some pleasant impressions back to Teheran. Last week, after some turbulent times in Iran, the Shah was back again. He had two purposes in mind: 1) to relax and show his beautiful Queen Soraya the wonders of the U.S., and 2) to get U.S. medical opinion on why they have no children after four years of marriage...
...extreme, there is the small clan that seldom makes the effort to walk through Dudley's doors. Their daytime home is the fourth level smoking room at Lamont, where they study, eat lunch, relax on the tables, and "shoot the breeze," as one of them put it. At the Center there is another group, relatively small in number, but a black smudge on Dudley's reputation. "I don't mind the guys who aren't the Ivy League type," a recent member of the Center remarked, "but those spoilers who wear dirty sweat shirts are just too much...
...Hoad] off your apron strings. You make him think tennis, eat tennis, drink tennis and live for nothing else." Lew's mother, Mrs. Bonnie Hoad, who plays on the hard courts herself, chimed in: "Lew hasn't had a chance to relax since the Davis Cup last Christmas . . . A lad of that age needs more time to relax." Later Mrs. Hoad partly backed down, saying that Lew "now seems to be quite happy...
...tequila, and the whole thing bears the appearance of a ritual, as if to ward off sea serpents. Only at the dock does he pass around the bottle. "We went out and had a good day and caught plenty fish and got pooped," he says. "Now we can relax for a while and talk and go to sleep." With a tired smile on his tired, grizzled face, he lumbers up the gangway and off to his car and home...
...Several Hemingways. Tired or not, Hemingway is a man who likes to relax with memories. Once, he remembers, there was a battered old prizefighter in Key West who wanted to make a comeback and asked Hemingway to referee. "It was a Negro section," Hemingway recalls, "and they really introduced me in the ring: 'The referee for tonight's bouts, that world-famous millionaire sportsman and playboy, Mr. Ernest Hemingway!' Playboy was the greatest title they thought they could give a man. How can the Nobel Prize move a man who has heard plaudits like that...