Word: teared
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
When it was over, the honor guard took the coffin into the sunshine. A band struck up Hail to the Chief-usually a tune of cheerful dignity, but on this day a doleful dirge. On the steps, Caroline brushed a tear from her eye. John-John, who was to have had his third birthday party that day, suddenly looked up and saw the flag on his father's casket. Jackie leaned over to whisper to him, and he saluted. The funeral procession began the last three miles to the cemetery...
...Goldwater's reactionary plans [Nov. 8], if carried out, would interrupt the natural growth of the American Tree of State. Instead of merely trimming the tree at its edges as the true conservative would do, or grafting on new branches as the liberal would do, Senator Goldwater would tear the tree out by its roots, leaving not the idyllic green pasture of Jeffersonian democracy but the torn black earth of destruction...
...Letting Blood?" One Republican who seemed to see a declaration of war in Nixon's "bloodletting" remark was Goldwater. He called it "one of the most unfortunate statements that has been made lately." Cried he: "It's this type of thing that tends to tear the party apart. Who's letting blood? It certainly isn't me. And I'm not going to be the one who lets blood. One of my chief purposes in life has been to keep this party together. I have been convinced that Nixon meant it when he said repeatedly...
...other professors are slower to scorn-and faster to ask why they themselves are failing to be the real campus heroes and pacesetters. Some profs are simply cowed: "There seems to be a genius under every rock." Or: "These kids grab you and tear you apart. They're always asking me what I believe." On balance, the new collegians get high marks from a faculty majority: "Who would have thought five year ago that Paul Tillich would be mobbed on this campus? I can't tell you how much pleasure it is now to meet a class...
...nape of his neck. He dressed in modified swallowtail suits-a dignified black from October to May, a delicate grey from May to September. He was Texas' longtime Senator Tom Connally. He died last week in Washington at 86, and, recollecting his career, many a Washingtonian shed a tear for what he thought was a more pungent...