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Since becoming CNO, Burke has held regular stag dinners for young Navy lieutenants in his Observatory Hill quarters off Washington's Massachusetts Avenue. After dinner Burke lights up and asks the lieutenants to talk. They do-and next morning the memos flow to Burke's aides...
...Committee on Visual Arts proposed a 600-person theatre, accompanied by a small, 200-person theatre which would specialize in developing the talents of students interested in the stag. The building would also house the offices of the various theatrical groups active in the College. This proposal combines the actual audience theatre with the experimental, project-type stage, while the faculty plans are concerned primarily with the instructive aspects of a new theatre...
...first place to speed her recovery from childhood polio. Poised and sure in her dark rose sweater, red flowers bright against her bobbed blonde hair, she swung into her free-skating routine. Gliding to the beat of a bright Offenbach medley, she picked up speed and leaped into a stag (a twisting jump in which the skater takes off backwards, turns, and sails forward, back arched and trailing leg extended...
...looked ruddy and fit. It had been a pleasant vacation-within-a-vacation: Ike had taken it easy, fishing in the chilly water of St. Louis Creek, dabbling at his painting, and demonstrating his prowess as a mess sergeant by preparing all the meals for the stag party. He put the camp on a two-big-meals-and-no-lunch regimen. His menus were hearty: a breakfast of fried cornmeal mush with chicken-giblet gravy and sausages, a dinner of spareribs and sauerkraut, corn bread and black-eyed peas. The weather had been perfect: bracing during the day, quite cold...
Then, out of nowhere came the 39-ft. ketch Staghound. She had been unreported and counted out of the running for days. But race officials had forgotten that in 1953, when she won the race, Stag-hound's owner and skipper, Los Angeles' Ira P. Fulmor, kept radio silence as he searched for favorable winds. Now Fulmor and his navigator, Robert T. Leary, were pulling the same stunt. When they broke silence they were less than 200 miles off Diamond Head, with more than enough of their 98-hour handicap left to take top honors. The times were...