Word: stares
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Previously, arterio-sclerosis was treated in a number of ways: surgery, exercise, and rest. However, Dr. Frederick F. Stare, professor of Nutrition and director of the new research program, hopes to be able to control the disease by diet. The harmful molecule appears mainly in the blood of people who eat large amounts of eggs, meat, and milk. Hardening of the arteries is practically unknown in the rice centers of Asia. He is attempting to see whether, by changing the diet, he can stop the thickening of the blood, and if he can create the molecule in the blood...
...doesn't say hello to you; he just looks up from his desk, nails you with a stare and listens," one SACman says. "You begin talking and you don't hear a reply-all you hear is your own voice. Then, when you are in mid-sentence he takes the pipe out of his mouth and says, 'Get to the point.' A minute or two later: 'You're straying from the point. Don't waste my time. Come back when you've got this thing in hand...
...Southern states had shirked responsibility in helping to provide for their own highways. Douglas agreed that it might be so. Arkansas' McClellan was on his feet protesting such an outrageous libel. McKellar pounded his gavel so hard it flew out of his hands, fixed Douglas in a baleful stare, invoked Rule 19, which forbids any Senator to speak derogatorily of a state, and demanded unanimous consent to have Douglas' remarks expunged...
...reporter, "I was a mighty man already. I could race the camels and pass them. Once I lifted a thousand pounds of wheat sacks." All his might, however, has brought Poolad little happiness. "Sometimes," he says, "you wish you were not tall. A man should marry, but girls stare or look frightened when they see me. I am too big and so I have no wife...
...harder to shield herself. "I did my work . . . But none of it meant anything . . . The hours when I really lived were when I was alone with my child . , I could let sorrow have its way . . When she wept," her child would only stare and laugh, and "it was this uncomprehending laughter which always and finally crushed my heart...