Word: tion
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...week, a matron, eyeing the latest square-toed model, snapped: "Is It Italian?" Replied the salesgirl: "Madam, we sell only Italian shoes." German sausage and French pate are pouring into Belgium at twice the pre-1958 rate. One of Brussels' largest stores laid on a Common Market exhibi tion earlier this year called "Europe on Your Plate." Supplies were cleaned...
Last Leap. The Communists have carefully blocked other loopholes. The entrance to the Church of the Reconcilia tion, which faces on West Berlin, was bricked up. Apartments fronting on the border have been bricked and boarded up on the first floors, and their tenants relocated. The upper floors still offer an uncertain access to freedom. On the side walk of No. 48 Bernauerstrasse, a wreath and tin can of flowers mark the place where a woman leaped to her death trying to escape. But last week a young student knocked on the door of a second-floor apartment on Luckauerstrasse...
Last fortnight Wood and two other Yale tennis players were driving down to Miami to start the 1961 season. Their sta tion wagon plunged off the road outside Fayetteville, N.C. The crash killed Team Captain T. Craig Joyner and injured Stewart Ludlum Jr. Last week, after relays of doctors had worked for four days, Sidney Wood III died...
...connotation was that it had to be sold for money. We had a little investiga tion, and we found that the sale had been planned for months and these people didn't even have a baby." And, continued Hickenlooper, what about "that farmer who said he was driven from his farm and forced to migrate? He told us that he sold his farm because his wife wanted to move to California." Replied TV Veteran Mur row blandly: "It is not uncommon to have one thing said to the cameras and another later on." Always aggressive in his gripe against...
...cuisine. She orders a batch of gowns from Balenciaga. He orders Dom Perignon 1934 and Chateau Lafite 1937 and takes her to dinner at Le Grand Vefour in Paris and other three-star restaurants in the Guide Michelin. When they look up from the menus, the lovers philosophize, ques-tion-and-answer fashion. She: "What are we, the bulls or the matadors?" He: "Always the bulls. But we think we're the matadors." As the lovers' time together grows short, the handkerchief scenes multiply, but Author Remarque coolly keeps his eye on the stop watch...