Word: shoveler
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Nattily dressed, a junior accountant named Robert Philip Adler reported to his new job at the ailing Waterman Pen Co. one August day in 1955. He was no sooner in the office than he found him self in hip boots, helping to shovel up the muddy debris of a flood that had immersed the plant. Adler, now 33, has since cleaned up at pen making in an even bigger way. As president of the renamed and revivified Waterman-Bic Pen Corp., he has expanded the Milford, Conn., firm into the nation's leading manufacturer of ballpoint pens, with...
...turns and pleads his case to the audience in a moving aria, ending with the anguished cry, "I am your conscience." In the final scene, while the orchestra plays a wailing New Orleans funeral dirge, the white toughs drag the beaten Negro on stage, kill him with a shovel, and bury him in an earthen grave...
...Shoveling Sand. Mostly, the case underlines the fact that in Watts today a white policeman still feels compelled to approach a Negro's car with a leveled gun. Though federal agencies have allotted it $16 million since the riots -and only last week announced a $2,700,000 grant to break its isolation with better bus service-so far, said a federal official, it has done little more than "shovel sand against the tide...
...early battering game, said that she told her mother, "They are beating Sylvia something awful," adding: "My mother didn't do anything because she thought Sylvia was being beaten for being bad." Mrs. Phyllis Vermillion, who lived next door and once heard the dying Sylvia scraping a shovel on the basement floor to attract aid, testified that the girl "looked like she didn't care whether she lived or died"-but said nothing about having helped...
About 2:30 the next morning, Sylvia, by then in what officials described as a state of "profound apathy," made what was apparently her only effort to get help. Using a coal shovel, she scraped on the basement floor for almost two hours. A woman next door was awakened and on the verge of calling police when the scraping stopped. That afternoon, as Sylvia lay moaning and mumbling incoherently on her pile of rags, Mrs. Baniszewski, Ricky, John B. Jr. and Paula sprinkled a box of soap powder on her, then added hot water. Afterward, John Jr. sprayed her with...