Word: ketchum
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...easily survive in the 132-room mansion without its nonpartisan hired help. Thus, White House Calligrapher Sandy Fox will doubtless be busy scrawling banknote script on thousands of invitations for Nixon state dinners, as he has since the early days of John Kennedy's Administration, and Curator James Ketchum will continue to watch over the White House art and china collections...
...awarded the Nobel Prize in 1954, they were not Hemingway's most creative years. Yet he was busy and active. He and Hotch went fishing off Cuba, journeyed to Paris and Spain, toured the bullfight circuit and ran with the bulls in Pamplona, hunted together in Ketchum, Idaho. All the time, Hotch was taking copious notes on his unique, complicated and often buffoonish friend...
Grey, Then Blue. Nor did Dr. Trimmer mention ether the next morning, when he and Anesthesiologist Lloyd Goodwin were preparing Michael Ketchum, 12, for a hernia operation. Dr. Goodwin injected fluid from the same Surital bottle/and there was the same instant reaction of spasms and coughing. The boy complained that the injection burned, but Dr. Goodwin gave more of the same fluid, and the coughing ceased. The operation went smoothly, and the boy seemed to be doing well...
...same cough-spasm reaction. Only now did he suspect that there might be something wrong with the analgesic mixture. He mixed a fresh batch, gave some to Mrs. Covington, and her' operation continued with no other anesthetic. She went to the recovery room alongside Michael Ketchum. It was not long before the boy turned ashen grey, then blue, from insufficient oxygen in his blood. So did Mrs. Covington. Despite frantic attempts at resuscitation by a belatedly alerted hospital staff, both patients died...
...friend drove him and his wife, Mary Welsh, to their house in Ketchum, Idaho. "He watched the road a great deal; he was concerned about reaching each appointed destination-seemed worried about the gas supply, the tires, and the road, and followed their progress constantly on a large map which he carried." About 7 o'clock two mornings after they arrived, "he took the final positive action of his life. Like a samurai who felt dishonored by the word or deed of another, Ernest felt his own body had betrayed him. Rather than allow it to betray him further...