Word: window
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Dates: during 1940-1940
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...truck, a score of shiny 1941 model cars stuffed with aides, newsmen and political small fry. Near the railroad tracks, a half-dozen blocks from the town centre, Willkie got his first real baptism by booing: a three-story red-brick General Motors assembly plant sprouted workers at every window, and up went the boos, loud, clear, mocking in the fresh Indian summer...
...window hecklers were tough and loud. For miles Wendell Willkie, his smile set, drove past surly, scowling, derisive faces. Men in their working clothes leaning out of factory windows booed louder & louder. Snaggle-toothed old women stood with feet planted wide, arms out, thumbs down in the ancient gesture. Viragoes spat and jeered. Men with smut and grease on their dungarees shook their fists, bellowed epithets. On through the dingy streets rolled the shiny, new 1941-model cars, past Toledo Machine & Tool Co., the Willys-Overland plant. Outside the heavy-meshed "strike fences" stood mocking, spindle-legged children, hard-muscled...
Ordeal By Egg. In Detroit, plump divorcee Doris La Roue, 31, RFC employe, pleaded guilty to tossing a metal wastebasket, a telephone book, an ash tray and other furniture oddments from an 18th story window during a downtown Willkie parade. Said Miss La Roue, denounced by the President, and straightway discharged from her job: "Something came over me." Her victim, Miss Betty Wilson, got twelve stitches in her head, flowers, national sympathy...
...said that a young woman employed in the Reconstruction Finance Corporation office at Detroit, who seriously injured a willkie parade spectator by dropping a waste-paper basket from an office window, unquestionably would lose...
...Dover, now a way station on Hell's Corridor from Dunkirk to London, tall (6 ft. 5 in.), eccentric, Harvard-bred Guy Murchie of the Chicago Tribune, a onetime seaman, chauffeur, section hand, longshoreman, gravedigger, author (Men on the Horizon), was standing by a window in his top-floor hotel room while a squadron of German bombers droned overhead. He was talking with two naval officers and his assistant, Australian Stanley Johnstone, when there was an explosion. The whole side of the hotel collapsed. Down through four floors dropped Newsman Murchie in a shower of timbers, bricks, soot, debris...