Kennan clearly thirsted to be among the common people wherever he found himself.
By that point, Kennan had been worrying about US-Russian relations for well over half a century.
Kennan was perhaps the most brilliant intellectual of the past century.
Insecurities abounded, and Kennan, it seems, pretty much always had his knickers in a twist about something.
Kennan put her up in his version of a Russian dacha in a town in Pennsylvania called, of all things, East Berlin.
Captain Kennan gave me a graphic description of the Koriak marriage ceremonial.
In the circuit which Kennan was obliged to make, the race continued for more than four hundred yards.
Dr. Egan and Mr. Kennan made ready for the front, the former to have a field hospital.
As soon as he beheld Kennan coming up on foot, he stretched out his hands and entreated him to save him.
Mrs. Braggin said that Mr. Kennan had given it to her when he left; I rigged it up with stirrups and used it all summer.