Word: sitting
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...part and a number of other songs with the André Previn Trio (Previn was musical director of the film). Singer Carroll's personal Catfish Row apparently runs east from the Waldorf-Astoria's Empire Room, but at her best-in Oh, I Can't Sit Down and It Ain't Necessarily So-she gives the familiar lyrics a delightfully carbonated tingle all her own. Previn and his men swing behind her as discreetly as a trio of hula dancers skating on thin...
...sit down with them and thereafter began an intensive study of race relations, which he kept up at the First Presbyterian Church of Columbus, Ga., where he went 6½ years ago. In 1957 and 1958 he was chosen to draft the Southern Presbyterian reports on race, and they were noted as the most liberal statements on the subject to have been issued by a predominantly Southern denomination...
...Governor Earl Kemp Long received a visitor in Galveston's John Sealy Hospital last week. It was Galveston County Deputy Sheriff Gerald Leslie. "Well," cried Earl Long, "I'll be damned. Here's a Texas Ranger! At least I know the law is on my side. Sit down and let me talk to you, Ranger." The deputy told Long that he had come to serve a writ. Said Governor Long: "I'm glad to know you're helping me. Now, son, sit down and read those papers you have to me." The papers were stark...
...that this was the new retreat for retired A.G.V.A. members. So far no A.G.V.A. member has retired there. Asked one critic: "What kind of a home is it up there in the hills? You need overcoats, underwear and everything else. What are they going to do in the winter-sit in the basement and watch...
There for the next four hours, too weak to raise their rifles, surrounded by several hundred Communist troops, 25 heroic U.S. infantrymen sit caked in blood and sweat and dust, and wait for help to come -wait unaware that all the while, back in the headquarters of the Far East command, a little group of earnest, greying generals are solemnly debating a question that may carry, for the unmilitary observer, some suggestion of the impersonal horror, the mindless irony of war. The question: "Do we really want to hold Pork Chop Hill...