Word: spills
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...holdover from Bronx days named George Drobes, who intrigues Margie because he has a jalopy named Penelope and his kisses tingle. But to Mama, George is just a snuffling auto mechanic. When the wealthy son of a department-store owner brings Margie home after a horseback-riding spill in Central Park, Mama lights up. But her social grasp exceeds the Morgenstern economic reach, and the new romance fades. Margie doesn't really care. Her destiny, she feels, is to be an actress. She has long since scribbled her stage name on a scrap of paper-MARJORIE MORNINGSTAR...
...Huxley tells it, this is just the earth-renewing touch of "animal grace" she needs in order to heal her ailing husband. The recuperating Henry suspects nothing, but the Maartenses' adolescent daughter suspects all. Before she gets a chance to spill it, "predestination" in the shape of a truck takes the life of mother and daughter in a grisly highway accident...
...went Juan Perón's "pacificator" program, the relaxation and concessions spill ing out almost daily, but always in a way that suggested that there was still steel inside the velvet glove. Whatever the true explanation, it appeared that the June 16 revolt, though a military fiasco, may have been something of a revolution after...
Defense Secretary Charles E. Wilson, 65, confessed to reporters that; he was nursing three or four cracked ribs which he had injured in a 35-m.p.h. spill while aquaplaning with Assistant Defense Secretary W. J. McNeil at Walloon Lake, Mich., on July 4. Recalling that he had broken his hip while ice skating and his shoulder while fox hunting, Wilson concluded ruefully: "I guess I'll have...
...publisher said: "She filled her diary with poetry-her own poignant expression of a mood, the lonely torture of young love, the ecstasy of fulfillment-all intensely personal." No advance peeks at the verses were permitted, but Gloria herself offered a hint of their content: "All of my poems spill from life, from feelings . . . tender and thunderous, serene and raging and unique and true . . . Nothing is anything unless it is done from feeling, which is the same thing as nothing is anything unless it is done from and with love...