Word: roading
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Poised. Before the triumphal entry, the local folk spent long hours sprucing up the vicinity. Said an amazed G.I. jeep driver, noting that old holes in the road near Nagasaki had been filled in: "I hope this guy comes here more often. This is the first comfortable ride I've had." Schoolchildren swept streets and sidewalks with small brooms hours before the Emperor was scheduled to pass. This practice -; led Japanese Communists and many Americans to speak of Hirohito as hoki san, or "the broom...
...annual convention at Strasbourg last week, France's Catholic, middle-of-the-road M.R.P. chose a new president. He was Georges Bidault, one of the party's founders and France's former Foreign Minister, who had won out over Pierre Henri Teitgen, gaunt ex-Minister of Justice, his rival for the party presidency. Bidault's election raised a big question: would he lead his party rightward from its present "Third Force" position into an alliance with Charles de Gaulle...
...their summers at Silver Lake, N.H., where most of the poet's paintings are conceived. At 54 he is a wry, wiry Yankee with the gentle discursiveness and cracker-barrel wit of a farmer taking his ease at the store. Writing about his own mild, middle-of-the-road paintings in the current Art News, Cummings sideswiped most of his fellow artists, abstractionists and realists alike, in a single sentence...
...Adam (adapted from Pat Frank's novel by Jack Kirkland; produced by Mr. Kirkland) was the season's final play and worst experience. It concerned the one man in the world who had not been left sterile by an atomic explosion. Plugging doggedly away, Adapter Kirkland (Tobacco Road) left no phrase unturned that might possibly call forth a snicker. But Mr. Adam was worse than vulgar; it was almost maddeningly boring. By week's end it had followed the season to the grave...
...said later: "Open the blind of the other window, so that more light may come in!" This statement (abbreviated to the more impressive command: "More light!") has become Goethe's epitaph, supposedly expressing his yearning that greater illumination might come to the hearts of men. Somewhere along the road the "little paw" has been nearly forgotten...