Word: roading
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...sudden, it was the Russians who seemed to be dragging their feet on the road to the summit. The amount of space devoted to the summit in the Russian press has fallen off by 30%, and Russian diplomats no longer display their old volubility on the subject. Gromyko at first insisted on talking separately to the Moscow ambassadors from the U.S.. Britain and France, then refused to hold a joint preparatory conference unless Communist Poland and Czechoslovakia were allowed to sit in too. The air was now being filled with what Russia would be unwilling to discuss-the status...
...grey dawn last week, having slithered over some 200 miles of mountain roads, an odd-looking apparatus fitted with armor plate and periscope came roaring out of a Macedonian pass and, before anyone could stop it, bored through the wooden frontier barrier. "I took my chances and steered with the help of the periscope," said Ivanov later. "The road was straight and level. The old goat would not give more than 30 miles an hour, but I took all 30. And we made...
After a 1952 heart attack, Levant's road went downhill. He tried recuperating with a bottle, got encircled with more troubles-"at the instigation of a psychiatrist who obviously hated me." He was tossed out of the Musicians' Union for missing concerts, and though quickly reinstated, "I went on drugs because I was deeply hurt. I had been a good union man." After a last concert at Manhattan's Lewisohn Stadium in July 1953, Levant packed off to a Pasadena sanitarium. In 1956 he managed to last 18 weeks on a Los Angeles KNXT show, Words About...
...Tenor Norman Kelley) as he is being arrested for "high treason," traces his progress through a scurvy prison and a madhouse, follows him into the army as an orderly. At the end he wanders away from the trenches singing a plaintive little song ("I'll take a quiet road, and I'll lie in the sun/For birds and butterflies, I won't need my gun"), and a bowler-hatted dandy comes onstage to sing his epitaph as "the kind of fellow that fellow men like...
This is an extracurricular movement which has no Shakespeare or Mozart to carry it along on the road to professionalism. The student painter, like his counterpart, the writer, has a universe to face strictly on his own. All the inspiration and mentors in the world do not constitute a script or score and the challenge involved more than balances the opportunity. As is often the case with local literary attempts, the gap between aspiration and achievement is due, much of the time, to a basic inability to cope with the art's more fundamental and less romantic aspects, rather than...