Word: thickness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Last week the tall emerald-green gates of Wakefield Prison in northern England swung wide to permit the departure of a black Morris sedan. In the rear seat, together with a police officer and a picnic hamper, sat Klaus Fuchs, at 48 a scrawny, balding man who blinked through thick-lensed, steel-rimmed prison glasses, set free after serving 9½ years, with time off for good conduct...
...recent discovery is evidence that an enormous volcanic eruption may have darkened the sky when man was in his stone-chipping stage. Cruising down the west coast of South America, Lament's Vema discovered a layer of clean white volcanic ash up to twelve inches thick. Other explorations have found layers of similar ash in many parts of the Pacific and Atlantic. Dr. Ewing suspects that all the ash came from a series of stupendous eruptions along the spine of the Andes, estimates the date as 68,000 years ago. It must have been a black time for paleolithic...
...Envy. When it comes to consumer goods, there is no doubt that the Russians are far behind. The textiles-mostly thick, heavy-textured woolen suits-a"e more impressive for their usefulness against the Russian winter than for their styles, which are clumsy attempts to copy Western designs. The Russian TV sets might have come out of U.S. living rooms (one bore the Russian brand name Admiral). The Russian cars looked like copies of small West European autos...
...retreat from the numerous activities connected with living in a house with a growing family." Davis ensured that he would be detached both physically and emotionally from the backyard by setting his retreat on steel posts so that it seems to float above the pond. The 2¼-inch-thick vaulted concrete roof was meant to be both elegant and playful. During a rainstorm the extended roof-beam "gargoyle" rainspouts will channel water into the pool in a miniature cascade that any 18th century fancier of gazebos or octagonal summerhouses would have applauded...
Above the rushing green waters of the Drina River, a beautiful white stone bridge with eleven vaulting arches provided a meeting place for the lackadaisical citizens of Visegrad. On summer evenings the townsfolk strolled its length, bought melons and cherries from the peasants, sipped thick Turkish coffee. The town elders sat smoking in the middle of the bridge, looked with contentment on the Bosnian mountains ringing their valley, gravely discussed public matters. The young men came to sing and joke, to flirt with passing girls or lean dreaming on the parapet. On such soft nights, a man on the bridge...