Word: virginia
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Story of Virginia Hill. Counsel Halley had one more diversion before he went back to the main theme. In flung Virginia Hill, queen of the gangsters' molls. She was soignee in a platinum mink stole and picture hat. She was also cursing the photographers. "Make them stop doing that; I'll throw something at them in a minute," she told Kefauver angrily. Then, while the Senators listened breathlessly, Virginia told her simple tale of how a 17-year-old waitress from Alabama met a friend of big-time bookies named Joe Epstein, and started along the road...
...Virginia, who is now 34 and married to a Sun Valley ski instructor, admitted knowing just about every nobleman in Big Crime's hierarchy-Joe Adonis, Costello, Meyer Lansky, Charles Fischetti. But she didn't admit much more. Lolling negligently at the witness table, Virginia explained her unlimited income in short bursts of Alabama drawl: "I went with fellows. Like a lot of girls they got, giving me things and bought me everything I want . . . Whatever I ever had, outside of betting the horses, was given...
...Flamingo Club in Las Vegas, "lots of time, people didn't even know I was there. I was upstairs in my room. I didn't even go out. I was allergic to cactus." thing?" "You just asked didn't Halley. want to know any Said Virginia: "No, sir, I didn't want to know anything about anybody." With that, she shrugged her mink stole higher on her shoulders, ran a gauntlet of photographers, paused to shout, "You god dam bastards, I hope an atom bomb falls on all of you." Near the door she slapped...
...golf team will make its annual spring vacation excursion to White Sulphur Springs, Virginia, to play two matches this year. A six-man team will meet Washington and Lee and Ohio University on April...
...road to Coolspring, in Virginia, is pleasant in early spring. Down the Blue Ridge slopes into the Shenandoah Valley, roadside plaques mark historic battles and gallant deeds of bygone days. At the foot of the mountains, the route to Coolspring becomes a mud road that could not have been very different in the days when Washington surveyed the area. Finally the road turns in at a gate marked "Monastery" and rolls across pastureland to an ancient fieldstone house on a hill...