Word: taxicab
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...middle years, Helleu maintained a small yacht, aboard which he used to receive the neurasthenic Marcel Proust, transported at night from Paris to the sea in a favorite taxicab. Helleu is said to have been, in part, the inspiration for the painter Elstir in Proust's great A la Recherche du Temps Perdu. Helleu often visited the U.S., saw much of the Francophile architect Whitney Warren. Warren got Helleu to design the starry blue heavens which can still be seen, faded and streaked, on the main ceiling of Manhattan's Grand Central Terminal...
...This was no taxicab war," he said. "The only way to get to the battle lines was to walk over mountains where a mile an hour was fair speed. Most of the fighting was done on mountain peaks a thousand feet or more straight up. Some reporters did not get to take their shoes off for days, and the icy Aleutian winds numbed an ungloved hand so quickly that taking notes outdoors was all but impossible. The wind was worse than Jap bullets whistling overhead. You get used to bullets...
...Civilian Defense forces. From Pittsburgh to Portsmouth along the Ohio, calls brought out 100,000 people, many of whom stayed on duty 36 hours. Food centers, patrol activities, traffic routing all went smoothly in their hands. Private armies of autos and trucks reacted a thousand miniature versions of the taxicab Battle of the Marne, going wherever they were most needed. Against nature civilian defense had proved it could and would serve. Against flood and high water the war effort...
...last March Charles Henry Koch, Minneapolis taxicab driver, got a telegram from the Navy that his son, Charles Herbert Koch, 20, had been killed March 12 in action at sea. A week later the body arrived. Father Koch, learning that the body had been disfigured, did not look at his son, preferring to remember...
...well be written in Sanskrit, so far as the layman is concerned. But no man, no matter how lay, would have trouble understanding the language of Lawyer Richard Knight. Socialite Knight, who used to shock friends and intoxicate New York tabloid readers by such didos as kicking out taxicab windows and standing on his head at a Metropolitan Opera opening, who for years has swung a legal tomahawk around New York courts, terrifying lawyers and citizens alike, has devoted himself during the past two years to writing. He writes a simple, direct, Elizabethan style that soars far above legalese...