Word: tanned
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Cleveland, Paul Vories McNutt united-for one evening at least-the numerous scrapping Ohio Democratic elements at a binge given by New Dealer Dan T. Moore, regional SEC chief. Even big businessmen, Republicans, and three-time Republican Mayor Harold H. Burton came, saw and were temporarily conquered by tall, tan, terrific Mr. McNutt...
Calm to the point of boredom was the ceremony of the signing. It was 12:04 p.m. when President Roosevelt, grasping an inexpensive black & tan fountain pen, affixed his signature to the joint resolution. Next minute, using another pen just like it, he signed proclamations defining combat areas (see p. 16), and banning belligerent submarines from U. S. ports. To Senator Key Pittman went one pen. To Representative Sol Bloom went another. A third-an expensive one that memento-loving Sol Bloom had bought just for the ceremony-the President decided to keep for himself. Off-stage a newsman...
Ducky Pond: "What a man that Tom Harmon of Michigan is! Boys, you can all thank your lucky stars that he couldn't get into Dartmouth. It wasn't a question of our folding up or wilting--Michigan really has a ball club. Harmon! He's tall, he's tan, he's terrific...
Tony Stralla, defiant in a tan sombrero, angrily snorted that he had "enough food for a year" on board. He threatened to have the law on Attorney General Warren and his "pirates." While he stuck to his anchorage, far away in Washington large legal wheels began spinning. The House of Representatives passed and sent to the Senate a quick measure, approved by U. S. Attorney General Murphy, making it a crime to operate a gambling ship under U. S. registry. Tony Stralla had an answer for that one. If need be, said he, he would fly the flag of Japan...
...looking hot and tired in summer whites. "Hi, Jim, how are you, boy?" he greeted boyish, diffident James Barton Carey, secretary of C. I. 0. and president of its electrical union. Vice President Philip Murray was gravely on his dignity, as becomes a crown prince. Bronzed with a Florida tan, recovered from pneumonia, Vice President Sidney Hillman backslapped one & all. Mooning about like a bitter rabbit was little Alien Harry Bridges, whose services to C. I. O. on the West Coast may be terminated by deportation proceedings next week...