Word: rolled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Their hero is a man whom even Jazz Pianist-Composer Ferdinand ("Jelly-Roll") Morton, a notoriously uncharitable critic, acknowledged as "the greatest ragtime writer that ever lived." In a book packed with the high-sounding names of old ragtime wizards and composers ("Blind Boone," "Jack the Bear," "One-Leg Shadow"), a quiet-mannered, softspoken, scholarly little man stands out above them all: Scott Joplin, the composer of Maple Leaf...
Like a lot of other ragtimers, Texas-born Scott Joplin served his time rocking a piano in that cradle of jazz, the sporting house. But unlike flamboyant, razor-handy Jelly Roll Morton, Joplin was, as one old friend recalls, the kind of man who "never hurt anybody. A kitten could knock him down. He wasn't much socially, but most everyone had a lot of respect for Scott because he never threw himself away...
Last week, campaigning tirelessly, he told reporters that he was too tired to say his prayers at night. "I just say 'Lord, you know how it is,' and roll into...
Blaik's attitude notwithstanding, Army still ranks as the number one team in the country and with Notre Damo out of the picture, the Cadets are favored to roll to their third mythical national championship in six seasons. So far this fall, Army has drubbed Colgate, Penn State, and Michigan on consecutive weekends and is a prohibitive favorite today...
...scholars seem to me to fall is that they spend their working lives preparing for an imaginary last-judgment examination and keep on missing the moments for action." Thomas B. (The Black Rose) Costain admitted being "not as tolerant in my opinions . . . getting a little antisocial as the years roll on." John Erskine: ". . . I purposely reveal the plot and title of whatever book I am at work on . . . I know that the human mind is rarely capable of repeating the most familiar story with any accuracy five minutes after it has been told." Henry (Loving) Green: "I write at night...