Physics Nobel Prize winners Sheldon Glashow and Steven Weinberg were in the same class of 1950 at the Bronx High School of Science. When they entered, future Physics Nobel Prize winners Melvin Schwartz and Leon Cooper were in upper classes.
You can say, sure, but that’s the Bronx High School of Science, yet in the 75 years since it’s produced only two more Physics Nobelists.
According to the following list, “Bahnhofstraße” is the fifth most common street name in Germany. “Hauptstraße”, the winner, of course just means “Main street”. But of course if you stay in an hotel, chances are good that it’ll be located near the station and thus on “Bahnhofstraße”.
What about Einbahnstraße? My dad told me that when he visited Germany, he saw streets named that all over the place.
He said he was also impressed by the number of names like “Eisenhowerstraße” and “Rooseveltstraße”. Though I suppose that some "Ironcutter street"s might have predated WWII.
Definitely not, as it’s spelled “Eisenhauer” in German. And there are also “Kennedyallee” in Bonn and Frankfurt, and the “John-F-Kennedy-Platz” in Berlin.
Watching old TV shows while simultaneously reading the biographies of the performers on IMDB/Wikipedia/Google image search (as you do), I found this photo of Linda Lawson as “Miss Cue” publicizing atomic bomb test Operation Cue, in her salad days of Vegas showgirl before moving on to B-movies and anthology television.
Frankly, pretty lame, even by the standards of old sawdust-joint era Las Vegas. But it opened the door to delve deeper into the imagery of postwar apogee America, combining the specter of atomic holocaust, crass popular culture, and the early stages of the Sexual Revolution when it was concerned mainly to the gratification only of the male half of humanity.
The Mental Floss website lists for different Atomic warfare “beauty queens,” but is sadly lacking in photos. Snopes clarifies that there was no formal beauty contest, thus “beauty queen” is a misnomer. The most famous photo, outdoing Miss Cue’s by multiple megadeaths, was this more familiar shot:
(On a personal note, as the grandchild of a showgirl/movie extra/magician’s assistant of that era, I certainly appreciate Mr. Friedrich’s tenacity. The nobodies of history led hard lives and left few clues, but for some of them the breadcrumbs are tantalizing nonetheless)
One thing hasn’t changed, and perhaps holds even stronger today: hungry people with minimal contributory economic skills will always do weird things to momentarily grab the public’s attention.
I’m surprised (although I guess I shouldn’t be) to discover that several of Ursula K. Le Guin’s novels have been adapted as films, including The Lather of Heaven.
The linked page lumped those together. I assume that there’s also no distinction between “2nd street” and “2nd avenue”, or whatever, though some cities might have both of those as two separate roads.
Another complication is that, in some cities, “E. 3rd St.” is the same road as "W. 3rd St. " (after it crosses Center Avenue or whatever), but in others, they’re different (both parallel to Center Street, three blocks away on either side).
There will be a primary name that local authorities will give it, which could go either way, and alternate names that the post office will also recognize as valid. Other examples are streets with ‘Mount,’ and ‘Saint’ in the names which could eitger be spelled out or abbreviated.
An interesting case in Cleveland is that there are two prominent roads called “West Boulevard” and “East Boulevard”. No native Clevelander would ever call those roads just “West” or “East”: They’re always named in full.
I live on a 2nd Avenue, which is a whole one block long. At one end the street sign says “2nd Avenue” and on the other it says “Second Avenue.” So my town can’t even make up its own mind which way it should be.
Hey, how did I get overlooked? I wrote the definitive article on Space Age Beauty Queens, with over two dozen photos interspersing 5000+ words. It starts with a titleless girl on a float bannered Nevada’s First Atomic Bomb in 1951, with the first named title being Miss Atomic Blast in 1952 (Candyce King). And ends with women tossing the Miss NASA beauty pageant out the window in 1973, with some amazingly libelous cartoons of their sexist bosses.
Manchester NH has a North Street, which for most of its length is just North Street, but the westernmost block is West North Street, which I’ve always found amusing.