Word: wheel
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...train chuffed into the station at Davos, Switzerland, a battered jeep bearing the markings of the U.S. Fifth Army stood waiting. A news photographer, assigned to cover a royal reunion, wasted no glances on the strapping youngster in U.S. Army flying jacket who sat at the wheel. But when the big train braked to a stop and the pretty girl in the fur coat stepped off, she had eyes only for the jeep driver. "Hello, Michael darling," she trilled in English, running to him and planting an enthusiastic kiss on his cheek. "Hello, Anne," he stammered in blushing answer...
...into the streets and public parks. Alongside the Pargue Infantil are stacked weather-beaten wood cases containing tractors, electrical transformers, construction steel, concrete mixers. Up past the cathedral on the road to Cali stands a broken-down road grader, tires deflated, blue-flowered vines curling around its steering wheel...
Spin of the Wheel. The trouble that rising prices caused in 1947 was due in part to the fact that both industry and Government had gone into 1947 with a misconception of the task that lay before them. Both had correctly measured the degree of inflation in the U.S. But they had woefully neglected the inflation in the rest of the world-which was producing far less than its share of goods. What was worse, Government and industry had mistakenly thought that somehow they would isolate U.S. inflation from the world's and quickly cure it even though...
...businessman, at that time, the buyers' market looked no farther away than the next customer (one auto dealer even predicted that by autumn customers would be able to "walk in and buy 'em off the floor"). Economists, with the same instinct that causes flying pigeons to wheel in unison, largely and solemnly agreed on the exact date for the interment of inflation. The recession, they said, would come in the spring. As Barron's financial weekly put it: "The 1947 depression, recession, or shakeout, whichever one calls it, has advanced from a fear...
Until it came time to move, the Atlanta Constitution never realized how much junk it had around the house. There was a steamboat wheel in a tobacco-stained corner, a stuffed mallard duck suspended uncertainly over the city desk, a sign that said: DON'T STARE AT THE EDITOR-YOU MAY BE CRAZY YOURSELF SOME...