Word: stucke
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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John finished St. Bernard's Parochial School at 15, and his mother wanted him to go to high school. But John had other ideas and quietly stuck to them: he started driving a truck for Gaburo's Laundry. He was big and dark and handsome, except for his jug ears, and he was everybody's friend. He was also restless. At 18 he joined the Army, won a sweater in a Golden Gloves boxing tournament, in due time he was shipped off to the Philippines...
...qualifications for the office of Rural Electrification Administrator, the Senate Agriculture Committee voted 12-to-8 last week to reject him. The Senate was in a mood to do the same. Urged to ask Franklin Roosevelt to withdraw his nomination before it came to a vote, Williams stuck out his chin and retorted, "Hell...
Bailey's bridge, designed for speedy building, is nothing more than a large-scale erector set. It consists of interchangeable, prefabricated steel panels which can be swiftly put together in almost any shape. The panels are held together by steel pins stuck through ready-made holes. The only tools needed are a few standard wrenches. Six men can carry the heaviest panel...
...Justice, the railroads failed to get together. Some big roads (like the Pennsylvania) have indicated that they would like to own and operate their own sleepers, just as they do their coaches. But the smaller railroads are unwilling to buy their own Pullmans. If they do, they would be stuck with a surplus of sleepers when seasonal traffic is light. Thus, five months after Pullman filed its separation plan, Berge last week fumed at the proposal, calling it "unclear and ambiguous." His main objection: Pullman Co. was for sale as a unit to the railroads instead of being sold piecemeal...
...concrete floor of Manila's Bilibid Prison. Then he learned that some U.S. prisoners, newly freed, were on the other side of the wall. He felt his way down blacked-out corridors. "Suddenly I sensed rather than felt or saw someone beside me," he wrote. "I stuck out my hand, even as did Stanley in darkest Africa. . . 'I'm Quigg, United Press,' I said. The Dr. Livingstone of Bilibid Prison grasped my hand fervently. 'Weissblatt, United Press,' he replied." No one in Manila begrudged Correspondent Quigg this bit of Richard Harding Davis exuberance...