Word: sleeps
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Sleep." The Bradley snapped like a stick. A few minutes later, as seamen in the forward part of the vessel pulled on their jackets and fought toward the rails, the stricken craft rolled over. First Mate Fleming and Deck Watchman Frank Mays pulled themselves onto a 4-by-8-ft. raft, began shouting to the others. "The sea was so great that men were hidden," said Fleming later. "We saw someone near and shouted him over to us." It was Deck Watchman Gary Strzelecki...
...That kid will kill somebody some day. We hope to God it isn't a teacher." Said the dean of boys: "You should stop and consider the boy's condition before you wake him. Some of these kids stay out all night on benders and need the sleep the next day." Lapsing into the tone of breathless outrage chronic in newspaper exposes, Allen wrote: "I was stunned. Was this a junior high school or a sober-ing-up tank for juvenile drunkards...
...exchange his present existence as a freelance conductor in Italy for a steady post in Chicago or anywhere else. Said he: "I wouldn't accept a permanent job if they offered it on a golden plate lined with platinum, uranium and cobalt. I want to let them sleep quietly, all those conductors in America with the Fafnir and Fasolt mentality, those dragons that worship gold...
...story hurls a convict (Sterling Hayden) into the 1927 flood and tells of his heroic struggle to save a pregnant woman (Geraldine Page) before society thrusts him back in the pen with no thanks and ten years extra. Director Frankenheimer prodded Convict Hayden through three days' filming without sleep, drove him past machine-gun fire, dumped him in the 168,000-gallon tank to contend with tidal waves, fog, wind, rain, flood-swept houses, trees, telephone poles, cows, chickens, and a mob trying to beat him to death. His head bloodied, utterly bushed, Strong Man Hayden finally dropped Actress...
Nemerov's formula is simple, although somewhat personal: "I never go to bed with less than six art books. I sleep like a top. I get up and see my florist; then I might paint florals until noon. I love color. Without color the world is too drab. Therefore God put flowers in it. Whether I paint a skyscraper or a pussycat I want to make it more interesting, but the vital thing is the flowers...