Word: rollered
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Lofty was the niche shared last week by Gordon and Norris Blodgett, 21 and 18, of Hollywood. Into a downtown Manhattan telegraph office clacked Gordon and Norris, with important-looking documents in hand. "Stamp our papers, quick," said Gordon. "We've set a new transcontinental roller-skating record-seven weeks, three days, four hours and two minutes." Carrying packs labeled HOLLYWOOD TO NEW YORK WORLD'S FAIR ON ROLLER SKATES, they had crossed the U. S. without accepting a hitch, had worn out 192 wheels, had arrived seven months, 23 days early for the opening of the Fair...
...among garment, auto, other unions. Last week the leaders of four Los Angeles locals (automobiles, rubber, garments, shoes) seceded from his California Industrial Union Council, charged that he was nesting with Communists. "We believe," said they, "that any one has a right to be a Communist or a Holy Roller or whatever they choose, but . . . they must give their first loyalty to their unions and not attempt to use the unions to further the end of any political party...
...over Coney Island on a Sunday afternoon, and all he could see was 800,000 people in bathing suits. A hundred feet behind the beach was the only open space, Dreamland Park: a few tennis courts and flower beds. He dropped quickly, barely missing one hump of a roller coaster, bumped his Waco down in Dreamland, made a mess of the flower beds, was slightly cut about the face...
Inventor Simon Lake's autobiography is a sketchy, tantalizing book, evenly divided between good anecdotes about submarine building and dull tirades 'against other submarine builders. Inventor Lake's anecdotes range wide: the Lake family's inventive genius (Father invented a shade-roller, Ira a telephone, Vincent a typewriter and Uncle Jesse and Uncle Ezra an unsuccessful flying machine); experiences in Russia when Simon was selling eleven submarines to the Tsarist Government; stories about the fabulous immorality of the Russian upper classes...
...ends, some 40 blocks beyond, at the campus of Fordham University. In its most populous stretch, between Claremont and Tremont, it is a cheerful, neighborly street, where on the summer evenings Jewish housewives lean from their windows or sit in chairs drawn out on the sidewalks, where kids on roller skates coast down the slight slope and where the tumult of a thousand conversations, of hundreds of mothers calling their children, is an antiphony to the sound of passing motors...