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Word: minnehaha (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...years, one of the more arresting sights of Minneapolis has been burly Professor Athelstan F. (for Frederick) Spilhaus, 47, dean of the University of Minnesota's Institute of Technology, tossing his huge head at cocktail parties and spouting fantastic scientific ideas faster than water flows over Minnehaha Falls. Last year Spilhaus' friend, William Steven, executive editor of the Minneapolis Star and Tribune, hit on the idea of harnessing this awesome flow by getting the learned professor to do a scientific comic strip. As a result, a Spilhaus-scripted strip, Our New Age, now appears weekly...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Educator in Orbit | 8/3/1959 | See Source »

Muriel Fay Buck Humphrey, 46, as typically calm and warm as Senator Hubert Humphrey is bouncy and brash. Married in 1936 ("It was love at first waltz"), Muriel has always been politically obliging (she turned up on TV's Masquerade Party dressed as Minnehaha). In 1954 she started the Minnesota Women for Humphrey (neighborhood coffee parties, etc.). She has been mistaken at times for Mamie Eisenhower (who once told her: "How nice and well-behaved your bangs are"), puts politics second to keeping her family (four children, aged ten to 20) together, says...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: HOPEFULS' HELPMATES | 11/24/1958 | See Source »

Pleistocene Minnehaha. Some 6,000 miles away, on a bleak, dry plain near Midland, Texas, the new-type scientific diggers got a full workout. Their problem was a broken-up skull, found 17 months ago by Keith Glasscock, an amateur archaeologist (TIME, July...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: DISCOVERIES OF THE PAST | 11/29/1954 | See Source »

...Back came the pilot's last words: "I can't! I can't! I'm falling! I'm going down!" The left wing ripped away and spun off into the darkness. Helplessly the crippled plane tumbled toward the soft yellow lights of the West Minnehaha Parkway residential section, plummeted into Frank Doughty's house with a roar and "a flash like a dozen suns," as a neighbor described it. Flames burst from the upstairs windows, and tiny pieces of hot metal rained over the neighborhood...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: DISASTER: I'm Going Down! | 3/20/1950 | See Source »

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