Word: window
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...state of development." The mood of the people was euphoric -and solemn. More than 3,000 workers and students trekked in driving snow to the village of Lány outside Prague to visit the grave of ex-Foreign Minister Jan Masaryk, who jumped or was pushed from a window to his death in 1948. The Communists, who have worked ceaselessly to obliterate the democratic patriot's memory, had kept crowds away from the grave for years. While a girl student played a folk melody on a flute, a bearded youth read a eulogy that urged Czechoslovaks to remember...
When Henry Ford II recently took his company's new president, ex-General Motorsman Semon ("Bunkie") Knudsen, on an inspection tour of European operations, the worst was saved for last. Landing at Cologne, Ford and Knudsen needed only to look out the window of their private plane to see lots filled with Ford-made cars-part of the 45,000 that presently account for 56% of all West Germany's unsold autos. Ford sales for last January were off 35% and production schedules have been cut by one-third. Finally, arriving at the company's Cologne headquarters...
...measures in memory, there were no crowds on hand to greet Lyndon Johnson last week as a six-car procession bore him down Stemmons Freeway on his first visit to Dallas since Nov. 22, 1963. At the Texas School Book Depository, on his route, shades masked the sixth-floor window from which Lee Harvey Oswald fired the bullets that killed John F. Kennedy. As his aquamarine limousine passed within 200 yards of the building, the President also seemed determined to curtain his memories of that terrible day and spot. With Daughter Luci in the back seat, Johnson chatted lightly about...
Boards cover every street-level window in the four-story building. Armed Pinkerton men guard every entrance. A 12-ft.-high fence has been thrown up around the parking lots. Two police cars stand by in case of trouble. Guards check the passes of everyone entering and leaving the building. No one goes out for lunch; sandwiches are brought in by an industrial caterer...
Nesbitt's own studio is evoked by haunting grisaille renderings of his wall moldings and a view through his window at the empty windows of the tenements across the street. Or are they empty? They are, but such is the skill of the brushwork that the observer feels compelled to look again. "I always want there to be a chance for the viewer to see more," says Nesbitt. "I feel a painting should become a focus point for meditation like a mandala...