Word: widowed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...joined the first jazz band ever to play in Ger. many (their audiences included brass hats in the Army of Occupation at Coblenz). Back in Paris, Hiler was manager, host, musician and barman at the famed Jockey, Left Bank hot spot owned by Jockey Milton Henry's wealthy widow. One night in her cups Proprietress Henry ejected a Negro who proved to be a Senegalese prince and member of the Chamber of Deputies. Next day the Jockey was padlocked. Hiler reopened it, invited every Negro in Paris to the reopening...
Hitler and the Widow. During the '30s Sir Thomas became worldwide. He guest-conducted Toscanini's New York Philharmonic, appeared at the Salzburg Festival, the Vienna Opera. At the invitation of Foreign Minister von Ribbentrop, he took his London Philharmonic to Germany, also conducted the Berlin Opera. Feted by leading Nazis, he met Adolf Hitler, who assured him that his favorite opera was not Die Meistersinger (as always reported by Nazi propagandists) but Franz Lehar's luscious, low-brow Merry Widow. Sir Thomas invited Hitler to visit him in England. "He said," remarked Sir Thomas later...
...plot is standard stuff: two detectives try to prove that a seemingly, respectable man visiting undoubtedly respectable relatives is a widow-strangler from back East. The unusual and compelling thing about the picture is the tension set up as Theresa Wright slowly sees that her uncle, Joseph Cotten, is no god on wheels, but a pursued murderer...
...late, great prestidigitator Harry Houdini, famed foe of phony mediums, and his wife Beatrice agreed before his death to try to get in touch with each other afterwards. Gravely ill last week in Hollywood, his widow announced that she had not only given up trying but had her doubts about the existence of a hereafter. She had held seances every year for ten years, unsuccessfully. "Ten years," observed patient Mrs. Houdini last week, "is long enough to wait...
...theatrical costumes and furnishings. Something of a wit in his coarse way, he began editing plays for production, soon became a play agent, buying and renting the works of others. On the side he kept a brothel: "In his tavern in Deadman's Lane, sub-leased to Widow Lee, Will Shakspere . . . created . . . a roistering hubbub." His "broken, almost falsetto voice" became a feature of London life. His "fat body" was soon "taxed by excesses." Many suffered from "his scheming tricks ... his dirty dealing and underhand passing of coin, all the shabby pretense in the double-faced glutton and roisterer...