Word: households
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...company has already put out an Aer-a-sol dispenser to spray a protective plastic coating on metal, leather and other shiny surfaces ($2.95 for the 12-oz. size); another releases a phfft! of chemicals to eliminate household odors ($1.89 for the 12-oz. size). This summer Bridgeport will have a bomb loaded with suntan lotion, and before long, one loaded with paint for touching up around the house. Also in the works are gadgets which might some day become landmarks of 20th Century civilization: spray bombs for perfume, hair lacquer and under-arm deodorants...
Punching the Wall. Last week John, at 32, was looking much better, and feeling like another man. He was doing all right at his $38-a-week job in a small factory which makes household goods. Like a blind man with new-found sight, he was discovering the normal give & take relationships between normal people. Little things like the good-natured kidding of fellow workers were strange and exciting. He now enjoys meeting people, has made some friends, but has still made no dates with girls. With one or more operations to go, John says: "I'm still...
...warnings have often been repeated in technical journals. But the public, delighted with DDT, kept right on spraying closets, beds, kitchens and household pets. Whole communities were engulfed in artificially created DDT fogs. Gardeners and dairy farmers found it a quick means of destroying insect pests. By 1947, the manufacture of DDT .had boomed into a $30 million industry...
...Fifth Avenue bank job in midtown Manhattan. To Charley, this always seemed the friendliest time of the day. He noticed how Nancy's hair curled below the edges of her green hat and he realized gratefully that he could talk to her about the children, or the household budget, and not be nervous about her driving...
Marquand says he was forced to keep his nose to the Satevepost grindstone for years to keep his head above the household bills. His wife urged him to try a different vein-advice which he followed later, if not at the time. "She would say, 'Why don't you write something nice for your Uncle Ellery on the Atlantic Monthly?' She didn't realize that my Uncle Ellery would have given me a nice silver inkwell, or a hundred dollars, and that wouldn't pay the bills...