Word: capping
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Between corridor and operating suite is an "exchange area." Everybody who passes this must first put on conductive booties over his shoes. Inside, he dons sterile cap and gown and scrubs (with antiseptic) for ten minutes. Patients, even on stretchers, get fresh sterile coverings and masks at the door...
...through the fields of wind-grass for the sea. On the rocky Massachusetts beach, he used a pebble to hone the three hooks hanging from a cigar-shaped yellow plug with a red nose. Then, peering out at the dark water from under his long-billed fisherman's cap, he began to cast. In gentle, precise rhythm, his rod whipped back and forth until he lifted a leathery thumb from the reel and the plug soared 190 ft. out into the Atlantic...
...supermarket visit, he decided to invade another, and brought bedlam with him. He rolled unannounced into the hiring hall of the International Longshoremen's union, embraced the union's Red-lining Boss Harry Bridges as tovarish, genially swapped his felt hat for a longshoreman's white cap. Wearing his new cap, he paid a call on International Business Machines Co. President Thomas Watson Jr., toured the IBM plant at San Jose, watched a thinking man's brain as it chattered through its electronic paces, lined up for lunch in the company cafeteria. There, for the first...
...trial finally got under way, Podola coolly persisted in his disclaimer: "I do not remember the crime for which I stand accused ... I am unable to answer the charges." The jury spent only 38 minutes in arriving at a verdict of guilty. Covering his wig with the dread black cap, Judge Edmund Davies slowly told Podola: "You have been convicted on evidence of the most compelling character and certainty of the capital murder* of a police officer by shooting him down in the prime of his manhood. For that foul and terrible deed but one sentence is prescribed, and that...
...seemed to have disappeared. Just as Producer Bloch turned to walk away, a bulky man dressed like a pilot tapped him on the shoulder: "You looking for a guy named Demara?" "Yes," replied Bloch, "we sure are. Was he on your plane?" Off came the braid-encrusted cap. "Well, here I am," said the imposing (6 ft., 270 Ibs.), self-assured impostor, "ready for work...