Word: flower
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Fortunately for E.B. and the reader, Katharine White was not obsessed with petal detail. She bore no relation to the Mrs. Powers of Ogden Nash's poem, so preoccupied with flower arrangements that one day her spouse just...
...more astute about Solidago, or goldenrod, that "humble and glorious" wildflower, which they took home and improved and now sell back to Americans for fancy sums. Indeed, argues White, goldenrod, which has 54 native species and grows in every state of the Union, should be adopted as the national flower (the U.S. has none). If that should come to fruition, the flower should of course be rechristened Solidagowhiteana. -Michael Demarest
...decency at the next stop, a short bus ride from Warsaw. In 1943 the outside of Treblinka was designed like a Hollywood set to assuage the arriving victims and make them easier to manage. Bewildered Jews, released from cattle cars, saw a mock railroad station, complete with buffet and flower beds. Hours later the passengers were forced to strip and take "showers." They were crammed into gas chambers so tightly that babies were often thrust in over the heads of adults. The doors were then closed and the gas jets turned on. There were few survivors of Treblinka. In shame...
...roll sand blasted back to life. The Dolls laid down searing, pop-inflected rock, proudly rooted in rhythm and blues, that could pound your ears into flapjacks. Sardonic anthems like Personality Crisis and Vietnamese Baby did not sit easy on a pop establishment that was still recovering from flower power and cuddling up to the peaceful, easy feeling of the California sound. The Dolls made two records and then, in 1975, broke apart like true rock-'n'-roll kamikazes. Drug problems. Women problems. Career stalemates...
...regarded by critics as a sin of omission is the new book's loss of burial service readings such as "Man, that is born of a woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down, like a flower; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay...