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Afterward, his physician, Dr. Howard M. Snyder, led him quickly into a small reception room, where he slumped, weak and spread-legged, on a chair to rest and sip a little coffee. But an all-but-sacred presidential duty awaited him-an hour later he was at Washington's Griffith Stadium to throw out the first baseball of the season. Rest had improved his color. He spat on his right hand, grinned, and sent a new white baseball flying to the field, watched the game for an inning and a half (with Washington's Pitcher Connie Marrero standing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE PRESIDENCY: The Price of Spice | 4/27/1953 | See Source »

...eyed woman lying there in a great four-poster bed. She was Frida Kahlo, invalid wife of Muralist Diego Rivera and Mexico's best woman painter (TIME, Nov. 14, 1938). For her first public show in Mexico, 200 friends, fellow artists and critics had turned out to sing, sip Scotch, and applaud her delicate surrealistic pictures...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Mexican Autobiography | 4/27/1953 | See Source »

...Start with a pinch of salt. Add the juice of half a lemon, half a teaspoonful of Worcestershire sauce, two dashes of Tabasco, two jiggers of vodka. Mix well with eight to twelve ounces of chilled tomato juice. Sip slowly.-ED. No Place Like Jerome...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Mar. 23, 1953 | 3/23/1953 | See Source »

...supported from 30 to 40 needy men on his California ranch. He was an honored citizen of Burbank, and as he grew older, liked to get his vast bulk into a Santa Claus suit before Christmas and entertain children at a local department store. He never lacked whisky to sip, nor friends with whom to mull over the "great old days." He was 77 last week when he suffered a heart attack in his chair, asked his niece to call a doctor. He was dead when the doctor got there...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Big Jim | 3/16/1953 | See Source »

...kindliest tale, Yam Gruel, Akutagawa turns philosopher. A middle-aged samurai lives only for his annual sip of yam gruel, his favorite delicacy. When he finally gets a chance to gorge himself, the mere idea satiates him. ("Aman sometimes devotes his life to a desire which he is not sure will ever be fulfilled. Those who laugh at this folly are, after all, no more than mere spectators of life...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Misanthrope from Japon | 12/29/1952 | See Source »

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