Word: radio
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...price of a stamp. Later it dared dry little whispers on the cause and treatment of venereal disease. Three and a half years ago, when dynamic Thomas Parran was appointed Surgeon-General, he promptly starched up the publicity of the Public Health Service, egged on press and radio to utter the unutterable words "syphilis" and "gonorrhea...
...variety of reasons (main one: to avoid wearing out radio stars' welcome), Radio does not go in for selling phonograph records of broadcasts to the public. But one night last week, listeners to WQXR in Manhattan heard a broadcast called Then Came War: 1939 that anyone was welcome to buy, on three double-faced, twelve-inch records...
...TiMEstyle dramatization (with background by Commentator Elmer Davis) of the ten tumbled days that ushered in World War II, contains little new or startling. But for anyone who wants to keep Hitler's actual voice around the house, it is a collector's item. From shortwave radio speeches and from foreign recordings, the producers caught Hitler, Chamberlain, Daladier in action, fitted their own voices into the pattern of war in the making. Momentous remarks: Chamberlain, after Munich (sounding like a man having trouble with his uppers): "I believe it is peace for our time"; Hitler, less than...
...studio engineers kept talking to him over the hookup (a telephone line from Montevideo to Buenos Aires, short-wave radio to New York), just as reporters covering important stories used to file the Bible over the wire between developments to keep control of their telegraph connections. At 5:55 p.m. E.S.T., Jimmy shouted into the phone: "Hello New York! Hello New York! Gimme the air, gimme the air. She's exploding, blowing up! She's just been scuttled...
...curly, cherubic Moylan Sisters, Peggy Joan, 5, and Marianne, 7, are radio veterans (two years) who chirrup in close, cricket harmony Sunday afternoons over NBC for Thrive, a dog food ("We feed our doggie Thrive, he's very much alive-o"). Last Sunday Peggy Joan and Marianne put their brown heads together and told the world just what they wanted from Santa...