Word: sackful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...confidently use to ease the emotional tension of the Protestant wounded. The priest, on the other hand, administered the appropriate rite to all Catholic wounded. His religious rites were taken so seriously, by himself and by the Catholics around him, that he would be called out of his 'sack' at night when wounded were brought into the sick...
...patient came into the Yale Plan Clinic a jittery sack. The night before, for the 14th time in six years, he had been arrested for drunkenness. Obsessed by the idea that he had killed his brother (who had caught pneumonia while looking after him), he was in a suicidal mood. Medical Director Dr. Giorgio Lolli skipped preliminaries and applied emergency treatment: relieving the patient's sense of guilt. Said Dr. Lolli, 15 minutes later: "He came in a bum and went out a person. I think he'll come back this afternoon-sober...
...clothes were expensive, they were also handsomer and of better quality. The uniform of the last postwar era had been the sack dress and cloche hat of the '20s. The trademarks of 1946 were elegance and variety; anything was in high fashion, so long as it had a splendid look. (One Manhattan store, with perfect justification, used a reproduction of John Singer Sargeant's 1884 Portrait of Madame X as an index to current style.) While the thrill lasted, U.S. women were going to be taken out and admired-if their husbands could find a tuxedo, that...
...remarked that the Justices would soon arrive, in formal attire. Harry Truman dashed upstairs to change into striped trousers and a cutaway coat. But at the reception, the only person in full formal dress was Harry Truman. (Justice Jackson had put on striped trousers, but compromised with a black sack coat...
Back in the days when the rubber truncheon was standard equipment on a muddy gridiron, football was the sport of gentlemen-mastodons with handlebar mops hanging over their snarling lips. Slipping out of their four-button sack coats, doffing their celluloid collars, and carefully folding their string-ties, an aggregation would roar out of a gaslit locker-room to pull every play in the book, and some still in manuscript. Grabbing moustaches was worth a slight penalty, but the pile-on, the straight-arm, and an occasional sapping with a clenched fist were all "part of the game." For eleven...