Word: windowful
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...campaign literature and copyreading speeches. When Bill went into the Army, Helen took over his job, but not his title, assisting J.R. at the Tribune. Bill rarely spares more than 15 minutes apiece for visiting California constituents (he eases them out of the office by rising, walking to his window, remarking on the beauty of the view and, when they come to admire, shaking hands in farewell), so Helen lunches with visiting firemen three or four times a week in the Senate restaurant...
Says he: "With certain qualifications, I was a lonely and shy boy." Princeton seems to have brought out the qualifications. Lambert joined an eating club where, when the "food got too bad, we would upend a long table and shoot the whole mess through a window and out into the street." He recalls: "It did not seem at all odd to have five rooms and finally, in my junior year, to have a limousine with a chauffeur . . . Now and then [the chauffeur would] drive me in my Peerless limousine . . . from my rooms to chapel, a mere few hundred yards. This...
...Montgomery, Chambered Nautilus is currently on exhibit in Manhattan's Whitney Museum Annual. Four and a half months in the painting, it is a real Wyeth tour de force. Its breeze-blown, transparent valances swaying from the old-fashioned fourposter, its daring use of bare wall and blank window contrasted with the meticulous rendering of wicker basket and window-shade drawstring, require skills and technique that few modern artists even claim to possess...
Married. Patti Page, 29 (real name: Clara Ann Fowler), chunky jukebox choraler (Tennessee Waltz, Doggie in the Window); and Dance Director Charles O'Curran, 42; she for the second time, he for the third (his first: Cinemactress Betty Hutton); in Las Vegas...
...increasingly difficult to find places to insert the daily needles. But there were pauses, too, when death drew back as if exhausted. There were enough of these precious moments for the creation of rituals. Each night mother and daughter watched for the flights of starlings that flooded past their window. After the starlings came the lights of the city laying a pattern of dazzle across Manhattan...