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Word: walleted (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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Scheel returned Gromyko's hospitality by throwing a lavish luncheon for both delegations. In the middle of the luncheon, Scheel, who had just received a picture of his baby daughter yawning, whipped out his wallet to show Gromyko his little German namesake...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: The Light Touch of the Genial Rhinelander | 8/17/1970 | See Source »

Ortolans and Failure. For the next 2½ years it was girls, flasks and sis-boom-bah. But the public image concealed an all-night reader who forged through Flaubert, Rimbaud, Joyce, Proust, Eliot, Pound, Cummings, Stein, Hemingway. In the fall of 1926, with a wad in his wallet and a life of leisure in view, he changed his name to Nathanael West and sailed off to Paris to join the Lost Generation. It was going to be ortolans all the way. But that winter the family fortune showed signs of imminent collapse. Early in 1927, West found himself working...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: A Great Despiser | 8/17/1970 | See Source »

...Salt Lake City's University of Utah Hospital recently, a 57-year-old man lay dying after heart surgery. In his wallet was a card that read: "Desiring that humanity may benefit, I hereby give for any lawful medical purpose any specific organs or parts of my body determined to be medically usable . . . upon my death...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Anatomical Gifts | 7/13/1970 | See Source »

...York, I was also ready to be on my guard against any suspicious underworld person who might try to steal my wallet, which had fallen out of my pocket by accident the night before- a little too easily for me to trust the city. And above all, I would become literally catatonic at the sight of anyone or anything black, from a janitor to a cat. After all, didn't they have good reason for keeping all of the black people in San Diego away from the highways and south of Division Street...

Author: By Richard E. Hyland, | Title: No Country for Old Men | 6/29/1970 | See Source »

Mostly, I think, I was afraid of losing my wallet. A black man passed me in the early morning, and I decided that New York was certainly too dangerous a city to live in, what with black people and ragged kids on the streets and all. I stood on a street corner thinking that I had better go back to the Y and wait for Rocky...

Author: By Richard E. Hyland, | Title: No Country for Old Men | 6/29/1970 | See Source »

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