Word: davison
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Devotees of St. George and St. Nicholas were more solemnly perturbed. In London, Tory M.P. John Biggs-Davison, a Roman Catholic, wondered if "Anglicans and Orthodox were consulted, in the spirit of Christian unity. Cavalrymen laying their wreath at St. George's statue, Scouts marching past the sovereign on St. George's Day will think no less of their patron, but they will think less kindly of Rome." In Washington, D.C., the Russian Orthodox community expressed its feelings by packing the church for a May feast day honoring St. Nicholas. Some Orthodox churchmen complained that Rome insulted their...
...descent, was Celtic on his mother's side of the house (Bulloch), and F.D.R. was descended from the Clan Livingstone of Argyllshire. Be careful, too, in classifying Senator Edmund Muskie as Polish; several thousand Celts settled his country many centuries ago! John D. Rockefeller is Celtic through the Davison branch. True, Bundy, Diller, Coffin, are Wasps, but not McCloy and Wallace...
WILLIAM C. DAVISON Philadelphia...
...forever squiring travel editors across the oceans, and a recent group was wined, dined and toured through Chicago. Most wrote glowing reports for their home papers. Meanwhile, New York City, through which flows 80% of the nation's foreign visitors, sent Summer Festival Queen Nancy Davison overseas for six weeks with the express purpose of plugging free and inexpensive happenings in Fun City...
...presence at opening-day rites of the 14th annual New York-Is-a-Summer-Festival festival. Bubbly high spot of the ceremony was to be the christening of the good ship Festival Queen, a commercial sightseeing barge borrowed for the day. On hand to do the honors was Nancy Davison, 24, a somewhat younger, prettier festival queen. She swung the champagne. Bonk! Nothing happened. Thrice more she smote to no avail until the kindly Mayor said, "Give me that please." Whereupon he swung from the toenails, lost his grip, and hurled the champagne into the Hudson River. "Forget it," sighed...