Word: summiteer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...microphones, the President ignored the raindrops streaming down his face and soaking his summer suit. "After the hard week I have been through," he said, "it is very heart warming to have such a reception . . . It's really great to be home." Of the conference at the summit, he said: "Just what will be the result ... no one knows. But the coming months will tell much . . . We do know that new contacts have been established, and there is evidence of a new friendliness in the world...
Wright's peroration passed almost unnoticed, since all eyes were suddenly directed to the arrival of a flame-red, air-conditioned Buick out of which flounced Mrs. Mary Tulula ("Militant Mary") Cain, a solidly constructed 50-year-old, who edits the weekly Summit Sun. One of seven children of a railway maintenance supervisor, Mary Cain was born in a railroad camp car and has never stopped rolling ("Never seems to get tired," says her husband, a filling-station operator). Mrs. Cain made her opponents' language seem almost tolerant...
While Dwight Eisenhower was making hay at the Summit, the man who ran against him in 1952 was watching the haymaking down on the farm. From his home at Libertyville, Ill. ailing Adlai Stevenson last week scratched out a note to ailing Democratic Senate Leader Lyndon Johnson at the National Naval Medical Center at Bethesda, Md.: "Dear Lyndon: I am sitting on my little farm recuperating from bronchial pneumonia. They are making hay out here. But now the tractor has broken down; the hay truck is broken down; the hay wagon has collapsed, dumping 50 bales...
Balks & Crags. Zhukov's colleagues were less amiable. As the summit conference opened on the third afternoon, Bulganin was stubborn. He wanted a security plan (his own), but refused to accept the West's price-unification of Germany first...
...morning, the talk was chiefly of what the final communiqué would say. The foreign ministers met and deadlocked. As the time for the afternoon summit meeting approached, dark storm clouds crept in from the north over the Jura Mountains. Bulganin rattled off a version of the old Russian proposal for a world disarmament conference, which the Russians first made two months ago. It was so familiar that some delegates thought they could even understand the Russian words...