Word: varnum
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...liked, but seldom seen. He lives and works (12 to 18 hours a day) on the outer suburban ring of New York City, in a town with the confusing name of New City, N.Y. (pop. 992). Neighbors in the New City intellectual colony include Playwright Maxwell Anderson, Artist Henry Varnum Poor and Author J. P. McEvoy...
Keep 'Em Guessing. Caniff's house on Tor Ridge, a spectacular modern affair-designed and owned by Neighbor Henry Varnum Poor, was a port of call for scores of flyers during the war. The tabletalk kept Caniff abreast of servicemen's slang; the grateful flyers paid their bread-&-butter calls by buzzing the house. As a favor, the Army flew him across the U.S. in a jolting 6-24, to give him the feel of it. He can "still hear the nyaaa-aaaa-aaaa of those motors-and feel the cold, going on hour after hour. Jeez...
...cause celebre that received national publicity was the "Gilbert-Poor Affair." "The evening was warm," Time magazine said later. "The Yard, as ever on such spring evenings, was restless. Two Harvard freshman strolled down to the Charle's grassy banks. They were Peter Varnum Poor, son of the famed Painter Henry Varnum Poor, and craig Philip Gilbert, son of a Manhattan lawyer. A group of high school boys shouted at them, but they paid no attention...
Other expatriate Manhattan intellectuals along wooded South Mountain Road felt equally bitter, if not so poetic. Among them: Artist Henry Varnum Poor, Cartoonist Milton Caniff (Terry & the Pirates), Composer Kurt Weill (Lady in the Dark). So did Helen Hayes, who lives down the river a way. So did several hundred less glamorous citizens-Italian and Polish truck gardeners behind the Hudson Highlands, and rock-ribbed Republicans who peacefully dairy-farm and grow cauliflower in the blue Catskill hills. Each did something about it in his own way: Playwright Anderson used his $180 from the New Yorker as a campaign contribution...
...evening was warm. The Yard, as ever on such spring evenings, was restless. Two Harvard freshmen strolled down to the Charles's grassy banks. They were Peter Varnum Poor, son of famed Painter Henry Varnum Poor, and Craig Philip Gilbert, son of a Manhattan lawyer. A group of high-school boys shouted at them, but they paid no attention...