Word: bled
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
When hulking Richard Truman Frankensteen was nominated for mayor of Detroit, many a U.S. left-winger got excited. Frankensteen was a founder and vice president of the vast United Automobile Workers, C.I.O. He had bled at the hands of Ford "service men" at the famed Battle of the Underpass in 1937. He also seemed to have some political sex appeal: he was a college man (University of Dayton '32), a ready speaker, young (38) and did not mind admitting that he wrote operettas, collected dolls as a hobby. If U.S. labor was to produce, not merely influence poli. ticians...
...Bird." The man Zamperini will never forget was Sergeant Watanabe, who made prisoners do "pushups" over latrine troughs until they collapsed with their faces in the excrement, who beat Zamperini on the head until he bled, gave him bits of paper to staunch the wounds and when the blood stopped, said "Oh, it stop, eh?" and beat him again. Watanabe had a head like a frog's. The prisoners called him "The Bird...
...listen to her program of old jukebox favorites, which were intended to make G.I.s home sick) and amazed that anyone would be lieve she had done her native U.S. wrong: "I didn't think I was doing anything dis loyal." According to Iva, two other girls dou bled on the Zero Hour, one American, one Canadian - and if anything bad was said, they said it. The continuity was written, she said, by a Captain Charles Cousins, an Australian captured at Singapore, and a U.S. Army captain named Ince. She first went on the air as "Ann" (short for announcer...
...Carter ran back a few yards to get another rifle from the company command post, the enemy started tossing hand grenades. One landed inside the foxhole. Harrell tried to find it and throw it back. It blew off his left hand. His left thigh was broken, too, and he bled from many wounds made by fragments of the grenade...
...Muse of History drew the Tsarevich to her, for he had become restless. "Poor little bleeder," she said, stroking his hair, "different only in the organic nature of your disease from so many others who have bled and died. In answer to your question, Madam," she said, glancing at the Tsarina, "I never permit my foreknowledge to interfere with human folly, if only because I never expect human folly to learn much from history. Besides, I must leave something for my sister, Melpomene, to work...