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Word: silver (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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Holy Cross Hospital Silver Spring...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Jun. 11, 1965 | 6/11/1965 | See Source »

...segregated from the rest of the house in acoustically sealed closets, and all air ducts are lined with Fiberglas or board. Dishwashers and disposals are housed in rubber and glass-wool casings to cushion vibrations. Even the underbellies of sinks are swathed in felt to soften the clatter of silver and glassware clanging against the stainless steel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Design: All Quiet on the Homefront | 6/4/1965 | See Source »

...forthcoming Ship of Fools, he is a whoring, has-been ballplayer, turns in one stunning, tragicomic scene in which he drunkenly explains the torture of being unable to hit a curve ball. And in the just-released Cat Ballou, he does a double parody, first as the silver-nosed gun fighter and then as a wildly comic former gunman so booze-ridden he can barely ride. Either way, he seems sure of a supporting-actor Oscar nomination...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Actors: The Man for Vicaries | 6/4/1965 | See Source »

...canelloni and Florentine steaks. At home, they prefer to entertain in small groups, mostly drawn from art and education circles, that make for lively conversation. Jean Fowles and her husband Edward at tended one meal, and Mrs. Fowles recalls: "They have all of the various Hunt products in different silver containers, and Norton said to Edward, 'Won't you have some catsup?' Edward said, 'Indeed not, I wouldn't spoil good food with that stuff.' Simon's wife laughed and said: That's why I've never learned to cook. Norton always pours catsup over everything.' " Later, Edward Fowles added...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Management: The Corporate Cezanne | 6/4/1965 | See Source »

...husband didn't have. Needless to say, the man was ecstatic over his present, and for a week he did nothing but play with it. He'd go out merrily into the woods, catch little animals, put them in his smipe, and push them hither and thither with the silver plated rod that was provided for that purpose. As months passed, however, his wife became more and more distressed, for he did nothing all day but play with his smipe. He neglected his children, never went to work, and dressed in a slovenly manner. Finally, driven to desperation...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Pervert-a-Proverb | 6/4/1965 | See Source »

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