Word: touche 
              
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 Dates: during 1960-1969 
         
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Putting the Touch. Daughter of Samuel Schafer, a Manhattan stockbroker, Minnie studied piano as a girl, later grimly entertained her husband, Lawyer Charles Guggenheimer, with "my $1,000 piece, Isolde's Liebestod." When she took on her stadium chores, she gave up the piano, and apparently has not looked seriously at music since. Her musical miscues are leg endary. Reading from notes during one of her stadium intermission talks, she an nounced that the coming attraction would be "Ezio Pinza Bass," and then added over the roars of laughter: "Oh no, that can't be right; that...
...trim, Arnold Palmer (TIME Cover, May 2), spent hours perfecting his power off the tee, sent shots that seemed to soar forever in the rarefied, mile-high air of the Cherry Hills Country Club outside of Denver. On the greens, the 30-year-old Palmer had the same gentle touch that had brought him from behind in April to win the prestigious Masters, give him a big lead as the year's top money winner. Ready to turn Cherry Hills into a pitch-and-putt course, Palmer was a confident 4-1 favorite when the field of 150 amateurs...
...about picking up their lives, and Gary set out for home. In his notes, he has almost nothing to say about the cause or cure of war; he neither reviles nor glories in it. Already the future novelist was simply recording human experience, usually with a painter's touch that gives the Memoir its most notable quality. Gary's own drawings illustrate and complement a text that owes as much to the eye as to the mind...
...class ('04). Before feeling the water, Miss Kel ler smiled mistily, read a Braille inscrip tion at the back of the fountain: "In memory of Anne Sullivan, teacher extraordinary, who beginning with the word, water, opened to the girl Helen Keller the world of sight and sound through touch...
...gentle death, don't touch the clock in the kitchen that ticks on the wall; all my childhood has passed on the enamel of its face, upon those painted flowers: don't touch the hands, the heart of the dead. Perhaps someone will answer? O death of mercy, death of modesty. Farewell, dear one, farewell, my dulcissima mater...