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...refused him a visa until he got a non-subversive sponsor), the Very Rev. Hewlett Johnson, "Red Dean" of Canterbury, had one more little run-in with authority (Canadian) at the Montreal airport. But it was only a "technical detail," about passport stamps, soon cleared up. His speech in Windsor, Ont. was briefly interrupted when a heckler loudly disagreed with the Dean's contention that free elections are held in Russia "all the time...
George Drew can't speak French, but Fiorenza can and does. At a cocktail party for the Montreal press, and later at a banquet and reception in the Windsor Hotel, she referred to George as mon homme. The things the Drew family hold dear, she told her audience in her fearless French. "are shared by countless Canadians who want to build an even greater country for their children." That sort of talk stirred the 1,700 men & women packed in the Windsor's ballroom and Peacock Alley to sing the jaunty Vive la Canadienne in her honor...
Married. Ernest Aldrich Simpson, 51, second husband of the thrice-married Duchess of Windsor; and Avril Joy Mullens Leveson Gower, 39, British socialite; he for the fourth time, she for the third; in London...
Almost before Alf knew it, there he was with his family in "The House of Windsor," one of four giant dining halls serving 1,500 Butlineers each. Before Alf's week was up "The House of Windsor" would have become his alma mater, his particular allegiance against the other three royal houses (York, Gloucester, Kent). "Welcome, campers, to Windsor," loomed the loudspeaker. "Now let's all get to know each other right away. Introduce yourself to the camper on each side of you. Fine. Now to the camper across the table...
...Duchess of Windsor, resplendent in blue at the fair's opening, was heard to remark that she found Picasso's new things "beautiful, but I wonder what use one could make of them." Whatever their possible use, Picasso had obviously enjoyed making them. When night fell on the fair's opening day, Picasso turned smiling to an assistant in his factory workroom and said, "You know, Jules, I am happy here. I think I'll never leave...