Word: thin
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Oliva Dionne has changed in the past decade. Before Marie Reine Alma, Emilie Marie Jeanne, Cécile Marie Emilda, Annette Lilianne Marie and Yvonne Edouilda Marie were born, ten years ago next May 28, he was a shy, thin, weather-beaten, unlettered farmer grubbing a living for his brood from 200 unproductive acres near Callander, Ont. He still farms the same soil (hay, oats, cattle), but only in a supervisory way. He wears neat business suits, has filled out, looks more urban than rustic. He is assertive now, aware of his responsibilities, no longer thrown off balance by publicity...
...Lyon. He retired to his hilltop house in the upper Rhone Valley. In 1942's summer a visitor, Rightest Deputy C.J. Fernand-Laurent found him there, dressed in sweater and cap, smoking his pipe, culling mushrooms in his garden, sighing gently over a thin rabbit stew and the last of his wine. One thing made Edouard Herriot openly indignant: Vichy had sent a policeman to take note of his visitors, remarks, gestures-"even in the bathroom. . . . Now, wasn't that dishonorable...
Technical Sergeant Charles E. Kelly, a thin-faced, 23-year-old redhead from Pittsburgh, is one of seven brothers, all in service. He has seen 70 days of active combat in Italy, suffered no wound worse than a scraped nose and some minor cuts on his hands from shell fragments.* He fought at Salerno, San Pietro, Cassino...
Pierre Pucheu's friends hurled back the accusations. They called the trial a Communist plot, decried the lack of documentary facts. General Henri Giraud raised his high, thin voice in a plea that judgment be postponed until France was free again. Gaullists testified to Pierre Pucheu's change of heart toward the Allies just before the landing in North Africa; to support their point they cited documents from General de Gaulle's office...
...wrote poems, essays, plays, and made pioneer researches into the then-forgotten works of Elizabethan dramatists. He was warmly but discreetly generous. "The greatest pleasure I know," he once said, "is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out-by accident." He protected his thin skin by constantly laughing at himself. When his first produced play, Mr. H-, flopped, Lamb was found in the front row hissing louder than anyone else...