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...also loves to sneak up on fellow reporters in the dead of night, scare the day lights out of them with a belch which has been favorably compared with the bark of a French 75. There are probably still some G.I.s who would not give their last cigaret or blanket to Ernie Pyle. But nothing that any G.I. can scrounge from another is too good...
...German Embassy and a close friend, promised to put a plane at Ciano's disposal. Ciano was spirited into the plane, but it flew to Germany, not to Spain as he intended. Later Edda and the children escaped in a car to Switzerland, though police had blanket orders to take her dead or alive, orders that could not have been issued without the knowledge of her adoring father...
...news that onetime battlefields on conquered islands were now baseball diamonds; the sound of American voices yelling "Kill the ump!" echoed through the palm trees where Japs had once hidden. ¶A New Jersey Marine wrote to his girl from the Solomons: "I am sending you a white Navy blanket from the ship's store, because it is the loveliest thing I've seen since I've been overseas...
...lighten up. For a week before invasion they had been encamped near a Ninth Air Force Station, and their presence was perceptible from afar: they had taken an oath at Christmas time not to bathe until Dday. They cooked their own meals over campfires, slept on the ground without blanket or tent. Familiarized with jujitsu and dirty-fighting tactics devised by thugs of all nations, they feared no man on earth ex cept the few white officers who could lick them in hand-to-hand combat (barring knives, garrotes and guns). Among these were their own jumpmaster, a handsome golden...
...department in Harper's Bazaar: "Why don't you try the effect of diamond roses and ribbons flat on your head, as Garbo wears them when she says good-bye to Armand. . . ?" "Why don't you travel with a little raspberry-colored cashmere blanket?" "Why don't you twist [your daughter's] pigtails around her ears like macaroons?" That chance glance changed Perelman's life. He would become a writer...