Word: wayes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Terrific is the only word . . ." wrote the Times-Star's Louis John Johnen. "Way above what we have come to consider par," mildly agreed the Enquirer's John P. Rhodes. Soprano Stella Roman and Tenor Kurt Baum won cheers all round for their singing (he especially for the aria, Come un bel dl di Maggio)*and Stella got a few extra cheers for her natural, convincing stage manner...
...since before the depression had the opera rested on such a fat financial cushion. When Mrs. Charles Phelps Taft and Mrs. Mary Emery died, the purse strings that had long supported the opera were cut. Public support all but failed. In 1934, the wealthy patrons were looking for a way to drop their expensive hobby. The A.F.M. local agreed to take it up. Since then, Oscar F. Hild, the union's president, has run the show. One of his shrewdest ideas: the Young Friends of Summer Opera, whose teen-age members serve as money raisers and ushers...
...small screen. By using five television cameras (instead of the two or three used on most TV shows), Olsen & Johnson think they will be able to get the visual intimacy they need. Their only other problem, according to Chic Johnson: "We've got to figure a way of jumping out of the TV set and into people's parlors. It may take time...
...silver-maned, bush-mustached old lion of a man had barely stepped out on the promenade deck when the New York press was upon him. "O.K., Dr. Schweitzer!" shouted the photographers. "Stand over there . . . now look this way-this way . . . Hey, Mr. Schweitzer, wave will-ya-with the hand, see? ... O.K., let's make him walk down the deck . . . Hey, Mr. Schweitzer...
...Nieuw Amsterdam nudged its way slowly through New York Harbor, and 74-year-old Dr. Albert Schweitzer faced the crouching semicircle around him like an indulgent grandfather playing a strange new game with the children. Though he refused to use English, he soon caught on to the rules. When they asked his interpreter to get him to pose against the rail with the city sky line behind him, Albert Schweitzer briskly nodded his grizzled head and grinned. "New York et moil" he said...