Word: roar
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...After three years," said the wife of a Radio Corp. of America missileman, "you get used to it." But the wife of a General Electric official contradicts her. "I've never gotten used to it, and I never will. Every time I hear a roar that isn't a jet, I break my neck getting outdoors. My husband never says anything, and if he comes home happy, I want to know...
Last week, touring the rubble of New Haven's Oak Street, stocky, boyish Mayor Lee watched the bulldozers grunt and roar, clearing the last of the city's most infamous slums. Razing was almost completed; masons poured concrete for a new $10 million Southern New England Telephone Co. building; apartments and stores were going up. It was all part of a 42-acre, $40 million public-private redevelopment project, sparked by Lee's successful wangle of $6,600,000 in U.S. grants and loans. Cost to the city: $1,700,000 in cash-plus $3,000 spent...
...days it was uncannily quiet, then at midnight the blacks hit back with an animal roar. Propelled by a rumor that their Fignole had been put to death, they burst out of the slums, put the torch to eight buildings, sacked a government warehouse. Truckloads of soldiers rolled up, sprayed the wailing, raging rioters with gunfire in the light of the flames and machine-gunned their flimsy shacks. Trucks loaded with prisoners taken at bayonet point rolled off to the jails, and the morgues of Port-au-Prince were full...
...savings, and is finally martyred by an assassin. On Pitkin's Birthday, a national holiday, the vile Whipple addresses a mob of American fascists wearing coonskin caps: "Jail is his first reward. Poverty his second. Violence is his third. Death is his last." Shagpoke's youthful followers roar: "Hail, Lemuel Pitkin! All hail, the American...
...really a matter of conformity. The roar of the twenties was also a sort of conformity; the goldfish swallowing, the ukuleles, 'coon coats, and straw hats were standard gear in every college town from Des Moines of Hanover. But it was a standard of abnormally, and that was what made it delightful. The personality, the character, the eccentric were warmly welcomed in every group, on every campus. Novelty was pursued with feverish intensity; if you could discover a new way of spending time, flagpole sitting for instance, your reputation was immediately established. And, while girls were flapping and boys were...