Word: squeakly
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...over a year to complete. The keys are ivory, a nearly extinct luxury; the bushings - the tiny linings of the piano's moving parts- are still made of felt. (Steinway, by contrast, has switched to Teflon bushings, which require much less time to insert and glue, but can squeak...
...campaign for the election that Prime Minister James Callaghan may call as early as this fall, was supposed to offer something for everybody-as indeed it very nearly did. The beetle-browed Healey, who once urged that the government raise taxes on wealthier Britons "until the pips squeak," was all smiles and charity this time. "I do not call for any sacrifices," he said. Indeed, the budget increased old-age pensions, froze the price of school lunches and ordered free milk for kids aged seven to eleven. That was a tweak at Tory Leader Margaret Thatcher, who had ended free...
...overcome the handicap of being unable to communicate with his fellow fielders. Many of his teammates learned sign language. But the men who played alongside him, for example Tommy Leach during the 1899 season and Hall of Famer Wahoo Sam Crawford during 1902, listened for a sort of throaty squeak he made when calling for a ball...
...Attitude toward labor. Many businessmen worry that Carter has mortgaged his policymaking future to the union chiefs whose get-out-the-vote drives helped him squeak through to victory. The AFL-CIO's crusty old president George Meany pooh-poohs that idea. Says Meany: "The only commitment I have from Jimmy Carter is that when we've got a problem, he'll consider it." The numerous executives who doubt that may take some heart from the fact that Meany also opposes wage-price controls, which he feels hold down wages more than prices...
...suddenly become a star of the rowdiest brand of country rock -honky-tonk. Were he in a larger town, promoters and agents would be nervously pinching their digitals. But this is a languid evening in Fort Pierce, Fla., Stewart's home town, and the squeak of a front-porch rocker is music enough for now. Besides, one must rest after a supper of pork chops and okra. Digestion is a ritual, a time for introspective belching. "It stays nice and slow here," Stewart sighs. "Everybody's family. It's the South, and I'll never leave...