Word: shotting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Chanters from Lloyd's Al Malaikah Temple in Los Angeles had practiced Lloyd's favorite songs (Marcheta, The Donkey Serenade). Choice sequences from Lloyd films had been put together to be shown on a screen, finally dissolving into a shot of Mrs. Lloyd and her three children-Gloria, 23, Peggy, 22, and Harold Jr., 17-in the garden of their 16-acre Beverly Hills estate. Then there would be a bouquet of roses for Mrs. Lloyd, and a new Cadillac sedan for the new Pote, purchased with 10? contributions from 42,333 California nobles. Said Lloyd in pleased...
Sobriety's rise had one interruption. Lloyd posed for a publicity gag shot lighting a cigarette from the lighted fuse of a small bomb. Someone had made a mistake: the bomb was no fake. It exploded, blowing a hole in the ceiling and taking away part of Lloyd's face and the thumb and index finger of his right hand. Only determination pulled him through the accident and the subsequent surgery. But back into the movie business he went. The intent, slightly bewildered, obviously virtuous face of Harold Lloyd began popping out at movie audiences in thousands...
...cheapest grade of cooking oil shot up from 17? to 38? a liter (current Manhattan price: 47? a qt.). In Buenos Aires good sirloin steak that had cost 18? a Ib. the day before sold for 28? (Manhattan price: 79?). A housewives' group called on Congressmen, persuaded anti-Perón deputies to introduce a resolution to investigate the high cost of living...
...days, divots and fur flew the length & breadth of the 6,643-yd. Rancho course. The rules allow a player to assume a fair stance, but when Jack Gargan, a Hollywood bit-player, trampled a young sapling to get more elbow room for an approach shot on the 18th hole, his opponent asked for a ruling. Sputtered Gargan, when an official disqualified him: "I wouldn't call a thing like that on my grandmother...
Confessed Manager Joe McCarthy, breaking his clamp-jawed silence: "My nerves are just about shot. I'll have to do something about it or go nuts." He nearly did one day last week when his Red Sox, trailing the Yankees 3-2 in the ninth, got a hit with the bases loaded and failed to score a run. Base-runner John Pesky began a dash for the plate, decided to go back and tag-up at third in case the ball was caught, fell down, got thrown out at the plate. Next day, by way of saving McCarthy...