Word: armorer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Macedonian, it was easy enough for him to get a pass to visit his sister in her village across the border in Yugoslav Macedonia, but how would he get out of Communist Yugoslavia into the freedom of Greece? Ivanov decided to make over his Chrysler into a homemade armor-plated tank...
Clumsiness v. Caution. One raiding force of rebels staged a clumsy daylight attack outside Manzanillo, planning to lure Batista's armor out from the big city garrison, pile it up by triggering a homemade mine in the road, and then pick off the soldiers with rifle fire. The armor did not come out, but truckloads of soldiers did. The mine was a dud. Coordinated ground fire and strafing planes caught the rebels in an open field, and at least half of the 21-man force was wiped out. The government reported that twelve more rebels were killed when they...
...That racial segregation in the South should be maintained. Seniors Beverley Bates and L. Martelle Layfield faced debaters from Princeton's American Whig-Cliosophic Society, the U.S.'s oldest collegiate debating group, amiably insisted beforehand that they were not making the tour as "Confederate knights in shining armor," but as private citizens interested in finding "a free arena of discussion where reasonable people can achieve better understanding." Seemingly at odds with the proposition they were supporting in the no-decision debate, their goal was: a gradual approach to integration, with sufficient time for Southern moderates to "communicate with...
Poking his wobbly way through the scrub, stubble and sand of Florida's Cape Canaveral comes a creature from the ages. The armadillo, his precision-made armor plate intermeshing fluidly, moseys along, oblivious of time. Skittering across his path is another anachronism, the beady-eyed, evil-looking horned lizard, uglier than the sum of the menacing spikes that jut from his body. On trundles the armadillo, scarcely noticing a wide hole in the ground. From the hole run two telephone lines; a few feet away, they connect to a pair of phones lying in a ditch. The armadillo scratches...
Most of the adults tried to armor themselves against reality: "Who bothered to look at the flames billowing up from the crematory? When, suddenly, an order came to barricade the neighboring block, who was disturbed? We well knew that they were being readied for the gas chamber, but we were too well-trained to worry about it. We no longer heard anything, saw anything...