Word: visaed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Finally launching his long-deferred North American tour (the U.S. refused him a visa until he got a non-subversive sponsor), the Very Rev. Hewlett Johnson, "Red Dean" of Canterbury, had one more little run-in with authority (Canadian) at the Montreal airport. But it was only a "technical detail," about passport stamps, soon cleared up. His speech in Windsor, Ont. was briefly interrupted when a heckler loudly disagreed with the Dean's contention that free elections are held in Russia "all the time...
...couldn't sell the family land-there was a depression in Poland, too. And at the end of a year he also discovered that 1) being a soldier had not made him a U.S. citizen, as he had supposed; 2) he had neither a passport nor a visa; and 3) his re-entry permit had expired. He could not get back...
Budapest expected some eccentricities. Last year, Otto Klemperer arrived at the Hungarian border with only a shaving kit: he had forgotten to bring his luggage or a visa from Prague. He shocked operagoers by making his first appearance in high leather boots, and by removing them right in the middle of his performance. Once, during rehearsal, he became so enraged that he strode over to a violinist, snatched his violin, and crashed it over his head. He fought with his prima ballerina and when her fellow dancers stuck by her, he conducted Die Fledermaus without any ballet. Once...
...Very Rev. Hewlett ("the Red Dean") Johnson was almost ready to set off on that delayed lecture tour in the U.S. Turned down when he asked for a visa last August (it was not the Dean the State Department objected to, but his sponsors, the National Council of American-Soviet Friendship), the Dean now had new guardian angels: a new, "non-subversive," specially formed Committee of Welcome.* The State Department was expected to come through with the visa this time...
...office of a Captain Sabry, one of them said: 'I was spit on only once climbing the stairs ; I guess that's par for the course.' With a face-cracking smile the captain demanded my passport, flipped through it and said: 'Your residence visa has expired.' I pointed out that it had just been renewed. Said he : 'I am cancelling it. You will get a temporary visa. You will leave Egypt within seven days...