Word: smile
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Vice President, Commerce Secretary Lewis Strauss, Under Secretary of State Douglas Dillon, U.N. Ambassador Henry Cabot Lodge and a retinue of other officials. Waiting to greet them at the Coliseum's main door was a barrel-stout man with iron-grey, curly hair and a broad smile: Frol Romanovich Kozlov, 50, First Deputy Premier of the U.S.S.R.. the Kremlin's No. 2 man. sent by Nikita Khrushchev to officiate at the opening of Russia's flashy exhibition of science, technology and culture (TIME. July...
...voice rasped: "Push 'em back! Push 'em back!" Behind a wedge of deputies, to the roar of yells, applause and cheers, Louisiana's embattled Governor, Earl Kemp Long, walked waveringly to a chair next to the judge, acknowledged the ovation with a tight smile and upraised arms and sat down...
...sturdily built man with curly, close-cropped hair and a smile that flashes like a beacon light, Quesada, 55, inherited his Spanish father's dark good looks and his Irish mother's charm and temper. He can be blunt or suave-but in either case he is likely to know what he is talking about. A pilot since he was 20, he has flown every type of Air Force plane, has been checked out to pilot the huge KC-135 jet tanker. Quesada wields more power than any U.S. air administrator before him: all the duties...
Quick-witted and active, the Etruscans loved motion in their art, depicted goats bounding, dancers leaping, warriors with lances poised. Mortuary figures gesture and smile; even the sticklike figures (see opposite), which ancient Romans hoarded by the thousands, stride and posture in space like the armature-thin figures of present-day Paris Sculptor Alberto Giacometti. Sorceress with Snake becomes almost as thin as her emblem and as attenuated as a figure by El Greco...
Under the long, lemon-tinted gown and the towering headdress of aigrette plumes, the tall, tawny body is heavier now. The warm eyes seem smaller, softer, in a face fleshed with age. But the quick, bright smile is as vivid as ever; the remembered throb of her voice still husks the rafters-a rising, clear-toned shout. At 53, Josephine Baker, the supple emigre from St. Louis who sailed into the heart of Paris on the high old tides of the '20s, is still a top banana of the boulevards. It is three years since her last "retirement...