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Word: trunkful (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...exhibition, thought it might look well four times as big. His opportunity came when he heard that a sequoia tree standing on the slopes of the Sierras had been weakened in a Mt. Whitney hurricane, and could be cut down. Barnes trucked an 18-ft. section of its trunk down the mountains to Threerivers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Tree Carver | 7/27/1942 | See Source »

Passenger. In Muskogee, Okla., Patrolman James Hunter arrested a drunk, made a routine search of his automobile, found a securely trussed mountain lion, alive, in the trunk compartment. The drunk remembered helping a friend catch it, but explained he had thought at the time he was seeing things...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Jul. 20, 1942 | 7/20/1942 | See Source »

...resounding one for the Air Force. It makes copy of Broadway's Stage Door Canteen, with amateur-night take-offs of Jane Cowl, Joe Cook, Gypsy Rose Lee. And at last it brings Irving Berlin on the stage, to let him dig down into the Yip, Yip, Yaphank trunk and come up with Oh, How I Hate to Get Up in the Morning. It is still, after 24 years, the best song in the show. But where everybody, once, had chuckled while humming it, last week it had most people dabbing their eyes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theater: Soldiers' Chorus | 7/13/1942 | See Source »

Lock. In Paris, Mo., Mrs. R. O. Bornhouser, whose husband had tried to fix the lock on their car's trunk, drove into a gas station and had the attendant pry it open, releasing Mr. Bornhouser...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Jul. 13, 1942 | 7/13/1942 | See Source »

Whistling loudly he stepped through the gate and into the Yard. High above him was that fourth floor room in Middle Thayer where he'd spent his Freshman year. He remembered climbing those stairs for the first time, a bag in either hand, hoping against hope that his trunk would be there waiting for him, and his whistle became almost a chortle as he thought of the ready bed and the tidy bureau drawers waiting in his House room. Visions of sweating Freshmen rummaging through trunks to find that dress shirt that just had to go at the bottom...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE VAGABOND | 6/27/1942 | See Source »

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