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Word: sailors (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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Poop Deck. In Toronto, Clifford Nesbitt staggered while undergoing an intoxication test for drunken driving, won an acquittal when he explained: "I'm an ex-sailor. That's my swagger left over from naval days...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Jun. 29, 1959 | 6/29/1959 | See Source »

...Force Academy is beautiful [June 1 but why has it adopted the silliness of West Point and Annapolis? Eating at attention, formations for showers, $690.10 for DeMille uniforms-when will the armed services realize that finery and absurdity don't make a soldier, sailor or airman...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Jun. 22, 1959 | 6/22/1959 | See Source »

...prostitutes, pimps, pickpockets and pot peddlers who were to be the raid's targets started clearing out of the area. When the police arrived at midnight, the dock country was as quiet as a park after a Sunday-school picnic. Rummaging through one hotel, cops found a sailor bedded down with a woman, but she claimed she was a bride, and had a marriage license to prove it. Desperate for dirt, the raiders were reduced to little more than issuing a summons for an uncovered garbage...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: How to Cover a Raid | 6/8/1959 | See Source »

...this same vein, Morison has just finished a biography of John Paul Jones. Entitled John Paul Jones: a Sailor's Biography, the publisher's proofs sit on the professor's desk awaiting final touches. The volume will be a Book of the Month Club selection, although the professor does not yet know when it will be published. Currently Morison is actively engaged in writing a single-volume history of the United States entitled The Oxford History of the American People...

Author: By Alice E. Kinzler, | Title: Old Scholars Never Fade; Scientists Go Away | 5/29/1959 | See Source »

...When I see a motorboat coming," says one shaky sailor from Baltimore, "I say to myself, I am a sailboat; I have the right of way. Then I get the hell out of there." Investment Banker Julian K. Roosevelt (of the Oyster Bay Roosevelts) recalls the day on Long Island Sound when a power boat pulled alongside his father's 60-ft. schooner Mistress. The intruder bellowed: "Hey, Mac! Which way to port Jefferson?" Says Roosevelt with deep satisfaction: "I answered him in his own way and said, 'First turn to your right, Mac!'" Harrumphs a fellow...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Boat Fever | 5/18/1959 | See Source »

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