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...that there pile, where I belong." Murmured one radio engineer while Emmy and her "kinfolks" rattled the control-room windows: "She sure knows how to keep that program hopped up." A teetotaling, nonsmoking, unprofane Baptist, who forsakes parties and has remained unmarried because "I ain't got time to do no courtin'," Emmy gives the church 10% of her income and attends services regularly. She has made up about 60 songs, including several hymns. The most popular goes, in part: Oh Lord, please hear this message...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Radio: Cousin Emmy | 12/6/1943 | See Source »

...morning of a solar eclipse in Chicago, Levinsky emerged from his hotel, was puzzled to observe a man staring at the sky through a bit of smoked glass, Levinsky commandeered the glass, stared at the disappearing sun, handed back the glass with the comment: "Gee, dat's bad ain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: People, Dec. 6, 1943 | 12/6/1943 | See Source »

...wishing to change the subject, but deeming it the discreet thing to do, your scuttle broker once thought that one of the funniest things he had ever seen was Zemlin, the gremlin, playing tangle-foot with the signal flags not so long ago in S.C.A. Funny, but it ain't half so funny any more. Hanged if that muslin can't get aggravatingly hard to handle with about 270 wolves howling...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SCUTTLEBUTT | 11/23/1943 | See Source »

...Tuscon-indoctrinated gent who didn't know what "meet "or" meant the other day in S.C.A.? And did you hear about Douglas Kelly saying "K, like is Kansas" over the telephone, in South Matthews t'other night? It just ain't Navy, Kelly...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SCUTTLEBUTT | 11/23/1943 | See Source »

...Dear United States Army: My husband asked me to write a recommend that he supports his family. He cannot read, so don't tell him. Just take him. He ain't no good to me. He ain't done nothing but raise hell and drink lemon essence since! I married him eight years ago, and I got to feed seven kids of his. Maybe you can get him to carry a gun. He's good on squirrels and eating. Take him and welcome. I need the grub and his bed for the kids...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Army & Navy - DRAFT: Helpmate | 11/15/1943 | See Source »

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