Word: brooding
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Most of Sayward's brood are a lusty, hard-working lot. The oldest son marries well and eventually becomes governor of Ohio; one daughter takes a fancy to a red-haired furnaceman, and runs naked in the night to the house of her chosen; another daughter becomes a school teacher. Sayward's son Chancey is the family disappointment; he turns out a priggish reformer and a Copperhead, but he shows up at his mother's deathbed, impressed in spite of himself by her hardy pioneer virtues...
Under the benevolent tyranny of Father Frank Gilbreth, an efficiency expert, the brood motors from Providence, R.I. to its' new home in Montclair, N.J., swarms into school, undergoes a whooping-cough epidemic, a mass tonsillectomy, a visit from a lady apostle of birth control. The oldest daughter (Jeanne Grain) wages a long uphill fight on father's prejudices against hair-bobbing, lipstick and dates with boys. Mother, torpidly played by Myrna Loy, takes a back seat but comes into her own when father dies...
...train from out the castle drew, but Marmion stopped to bid adieu"). He was a formidable family arguer, once suffered a whipping by father Louis Streit, farm-machinery salesman and country fiddler, for arguing so long and loudly in bed that he kept the rest of the Streit brood (two brothers, two sisters) awake half the night. The weapon father Streit used was a history of the 83rd Regiment in the Civil War, which Clarence had been reading...
...been its editor-in-chief. She liked to call it "my baby," and mothered not only the money-making teenagers' monthly (circ. 1,012,998) but the 50 girls and lone man on its editorial staff. One afternoon last week, 56-year-old Editor Valentine called her brood into her neat chartreuse-and-green Manhattan office. "Seventeen has grown up," said Mrs. Valentine with a catch in her voice. "It's a big girl now . . ." Like a mother who has watched her daughter growing away from her, "Mrs. V." was reluctantly ready to say goodbye. Silently, the staff...
...Mike erased all thought of class struggle from the McKenney heart. "Shy for the first time since I ran away from home at the age of 14," she mumbled "Hello." "His wife's in Reno, divorcing him," boomed the frank pal who accompanied Mike. "I don't brood [about it]," Mike chipped in sharply. "My wife and I have been separated for years...