Word: ros
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...demeanor, McNamara and Gilpatric think alike on policy matters. Gilpatric speaks and acts in McNamara's name; indeed, many Defense directives are prepared without signature blocks so that either McNamara or Gilpatric can sign. And in his formal meetings, McNamara repeatedly begins a policy statement by saying: "Ros and I think . . ." The son of a lawyer, Gilpatric was born in Brooklyn, waited on tables while attending Hotchkiss, got his bachelor's and law degree from Yale, and worked as a corporation lawyer for the New York firm now known as Cravath, Swaine & Moore...
...direct that milk be served at every White House meal from now on." The same day, at a White House luncheon for a group of publishers and editors, the President almost tripped up: no milk was served until the U.P.I.'s abstemious Lyle Wilson, refusing a rosé wine, accepted milk instead...
...inexperienced in Washington ways, would need someone with previous Pentagon wound stripes to help him through the interservice booby traps. The two men-the driving Midwestern production man and the polished Eastern intellectual-have hit it off so well that McNamara now characteristically begins an opinion with the phrase, "Ros and I." Ros Gilpatric made Phi Beta Kappa at Yale (1928), got his law degree there (1931 ) and in time became a leading corporation lawyer, as a partner of Wall Street's Cravath, Swaine & Moore. During World War II, he ironed out production-contract problems. In 1951 he plunged...
...animals as the prying public. The proof that she had won her intramural war of independence was evident on a recent cruise aboard Jack's sloop Victura, when Jack and the Radziwills sat with her in the stern, while she passed around oeufs en gelee and vin rosé from her hamper, and her Kennedy in-laws sprawled in the bow and lunched on peanut butter sandwiches and Cokes from a picnic basket...
...animals and little girls. But the modern imagination bursts out in all directions. Isamu Noguchi's Double Bird, seen against a deep green hedge, looks like a piece of exotic calligraphy done in white marble. David Smith has produced a Hudson River Landscape of delicate bronze, while Theodore Ros-zak's bristling sculptures seem to spring from the ground like wild and angry plants. As in all shows, art sometimes seems far removed from nature at the Old Westbury Gardens, but seldom has the one so complemented the other...