Word: bunkerism
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...handsome shore place at Lloyd Neck, Long Island, where he spends as much time as possible with his wife, two married daughters and son Allen Macy, an ex-Marine lieutenant who is still recuperating from a near-fatal head wound suffered in the fighting around Korea's Bunker Hill last November...
...front, the last day was the longest. In nine languages, they heard the cease-fire order on bunker radios. Many grinned as they listened to their lieutenants and captains read them the message from Eighth Army Commander Maxwell Taylor: "There is no occasion for celebration and boisterous conduct. We are faced with the same enemy, only a short distance away, and must be ready for any move he makes...
...machine-gun bullets, face mangled by a mortar chunk, who kept going until he got nearly to the top of the ridge. There, he died, and only then fell down. There were the two Kentuckians who rushed up a hill screaming hillbilly songs and dived into a North Korean bunker with their hand grenades, blowing it up. There were also men who went to pieces in the strain of battle, and dashed forward, screaming and crying, to be cut down by the enemy. Other panic-stricken men "bugged out," or groveled in their foxholes, clawing at the earth. He turned...
...homesick the minute he hit Korea. Around the sputtering Coleman lanterns in the bunker, on the long, dusty truck rides that bruised his bones, he talked of "The Big R" (rotation) and "The Little R" (rest and rehabilitation leave in Japan). He knew to the day when he could expect to go home -"if too much stuff doesn't hit the fan and use up all the replacements," or if the brass didn't "push the panic button" and freeze rotation for a while...
...Toil & Trouble. That afternoon, his face pale with cold and exhaustion, 40-year-old Ben Hogan teed off for the last round. The critical play came on the par-four fifth hole, where his second shot hit the green, spun, and dribbled into the deep grass edging a bunker, some 40 ft. from the pin. In trouble, Ben studied the difficult shot from all angles for fully five minutes. Then he hauled out a No. 9 iron, lined up the shot once more, and swung. The ball bounced, rolled boldly toward the hole, struck the back lip, bounced a foot...