Word: rodes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...that big half-carat diamond sparkling in his teeth . . ." When he was riding high, he toured the country in a big Lincoln limousine, picking up $1,500 in an evening with his band, the Red Hot Peppers. When he was down & out, which was just as often, he rode the rods...
...Fori Imperiali one morning last week in celebration of the fourth anniversary of the Italian Republic. Romans missed the dash and color traditional with Italian soldiery. The cheers which had greeted the few mounted carabinieri and their red-plumed helmets died into shocked silence when the beloved Bersaglieri (sharpshooters) rode by in halftracks instead of trotting jauntily on foot to the tune of blaring bugles. An old woman watching the parade nodded her head toward Mussolini's old balcony on the Piazza Venezia. "He did things much better," she said...
...kids bought ice cream and hot dogs from shining blue trailers (the Communists had specially lowered the price of hot dogs for the occasion). They rode merry-go-rounds and Ferris wheels. Giggling girls had their pictures taken with genial Soviet G.I.s. The rally's propa- ganda motif was "Friendship." Wherever two groups of blue-shirted youngsters met, they shouted "Freundschaft!" at each other. Truckloads of grinning Communist cops-looking as incongruous as gunmen at a Sunday picnic-careened through the streets, yelling "Freundschaft!" at the moppets, who enthusiastically returned the salute...
Recovered from a bout with sciatica, which she regarded as a "bore," Queen Mary was up at 8:30 as usual on her 83rd birthday, read many of the thousands of letters and telegrams that poured into Marlborough House, London. At noon she rode in her green Daimler to Buckingham Palace for the customary birthday luncheon. All in all, it was a busy week. A few days before her birthday, she showed up at the Chelsea Flower Show at Royal Hospital, was helped across a muddy stream (see cut). The day after her busy birthday, she took in the Derby...
...just like in the newsreels and I said: 'That bastard Stalin's started it!' " Men & women, carrying children, ran south, away from the blast. Cars loaded with frightened people sped out of town. Mayor Leonard rushed to the city hall, piled into a sound truck and rode about town bellowing reassurance. Finally, the southward rush slowed and stopped...