Word: shirt
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...relaxing show. You can walk away from our program and come back five, ten minutes later, and you haven't really missed anything." At 32, dark-haired, fine-boned Actor O'Brian (real name: Hugh Krampe) looks like an Oklahoma Olivier. In his flowered vest, ruffled shirt, string tie and sideburns, and with two 16-in. Buntline Specials strapped to his thighs, he really cuts the mustard with the teen-age cow bunnies. An exmarine, he is easily the most ambitious of television's men on horseback. He looks pretty silly on a horse ("That boy," says...
Jauntily turned out in glen plaid suit and lemon shirt, New York's Governor Nelson Rockefeller went through one buoyant morning's routine in the State Capitol at Albany. He presided over a swearing-in, sat on the carpeted floor with delighted schoolchildren visitors, charmed a delegation of Methodist churchwomen. Cracked he, as a photographer posed a group portrait: "I have to be careful who I stand behind. My wife sees these pictures, you know." Amid the badinage, Nelson Rockefeller did not betray by so much as a flicker of an eye the fact that his reputation...
...children-white, Maori, and "the brown-white of the New Race"-who overflow her prefab schoolhouse. There are screams from little brown Ara: "Miss Vottot! Seven he's got a knife! He's cutteen my stomat!" Blossom's nose needs wiping, Matawhero's shirt must be tucked in, Dennis' lost pencil found, Twinnie's tears crooned away, lice plucked from Mere's hair. And more screams: "Miss Popoff, Seven he's trying to kill us all with the axe for nutteen!" Anna revels in the torrent of these different personalities, faces...
...skier, Wildcat has little to offer, although the view of Mount Washington from the summit is worth the ride up. It lacks the Sugarbush atmosphere, but provides a more rugged day of skiing for the addict. And if you ski in blue jeans and an H.A.A. sweat shirt, no one will snicker...
Toward the tag end of winter, when the Oxford or Cambridge undergraduate has been sewn into the hair shirt of academic strictures for dismal months, he begins to itch. As Geoffrey Chaucer (Oxford or Cambridge, circa 1360, according to tradition) wrote about the approach of spring, "thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages." Last week at both universities, students were dreamily reviewing intricate plans for a modern form of the pilgrimage -the scholarly expedition. Some 20 such safaris-a record-breaking number-will set out from Oxbridge this June. They range from a one-undergraduate orchid hunt in Venezuela...