Word: silks
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Surrounded by the tools of his art: framed square of silk, feather duster, long brushes, inkstones and cakes of Chinese ink, Yokoyama works from memory on paintings that bring from $750 to $3,000 each. When the work goes badly, he jabs at the silk with angry brush strokes, then roars to his silk framer, crouched in the adjoining room, to bring a fresh frame. A perfectionist, Yokoyama says: "Each work I start, I tell myself that this is going to be my masterpiece." Only when he is satisfied does he press his name seal...
...desk and out to the track. A determined horseman himself, he has a 1,500 acre stud farm, raised one horse, Nimbus, that won the Derby in 1949. Bill calls the track his "shop window" and puts on a good display. Togged out in a sharply cut lounge suit, silk shirt and floppy Panama, he joins one of the three representatives who handle his book at such big meets as Ascot, Epsom and Goodwood. While other bookies call their odds "ten to one," Bill goes all out: "I'll lay a thousand to a hundred." Says Bill with considerable...
...grass, and dazzling turquoise gadis (bolsters) were placed on the rugs. Reclining on the rugs and gadis, His Excellency Syed Amjad Ali, the Pakistani ambassador, sat in cross-legged splendor. He was dressed in gaudy sport clothes and a dark ten-gallon hat. A red and green silk beach umbrella shaded the ambassador from the direct touch of the cruel sun, and a swarm of sari-clad women from his household kept him and his guests plentifully supplied with cooling drinks...
Soon, convoys of army and civilian trucks were jamming the square in front of the rococo city hall, bringing load after load of Vietnamese-schoolboys, peasants, silk-robed girls, civil servants in their Sunday best. Before long there were about 100,000 people in the vast square, and the crowd began to stir with an ominous restlessness...
Hopkins sleeps in white silk pajamas, but Tom soon realizes that he is no softie. Behind the manners of a Southern gentleman lurks a mind like a shark's mouth. Hopkins is not only a genius for work but for good works. It is Tom's big chore throughout much of the novel to write a first draft of a Hopkins speech kicking off a national campaign on mental health. Before the speech is finally given, Tom has to take a bumpy ride over his own well-scarred mental highway. It is stalked by the ghosts...