Word: camping
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Inside the capital, two Viet Cong agents at a camp for defectors tried to toss a grenade at the South Vietnamese Cabinet Minister who heads the "open arms" program for defectors, but a genuine defector managed to get the grenade away from the two before it could explode. Captured enemy documents indicate that the Communists at present are in the process of preparing to launch the final phase of their war plan. That phase is not so much an "offensive"-the weakened Communist forces no longer use the word-as a series of "high points" or sporadic attacks designed...
Russia's greatest living writer is very seldom read these days in his own country. A former prison camp inmate whose evocative historical novels have dealt bluntly with the repressions of the Stalin era, Alexander Solzhenitsyn is excluded from official Moscow literary circles. He lives on the outskirts of the ancient city of Ryazan under the shadow of a Soviet campaign to discredit him. Though his major works (The Cancer Ward and The First Circle) are widely read abroad, they have never been published in Russia. Nor have any of his short stories appeared in the Soviet Union during...
...yards away. Slowly, silently, Fred positioned his razorhead arrow and watched for five, ten, 20 excruciating minutes as the buck worked his way toward the clearing. But suddenly, he jerked his head, wriggled his nose, and was off into the bush. "Damn!" exclaimed Fred as he huddled over the camp stove. "With this island's tricky wind, it's hard to beat a deer's nose...
...shot of peppermint schnapps, Fred peeped out of the tent flap at 4:30 a.m. to find four inches of snow on the ground. Then he slipped on an extra suit of thermal underwear and set out in the dark. In the near-zero temperature, the inlet rimming the camp was layered with ice, and the sand was frozen hard as concrete. Bending like a bloodhound over the maze of snow tracks in the clearing, Fred whispered: "They're moving out of that shintangle [thicket] over there just after sundown." At dusk, as he watched a deer 100 yards...
...studied with Fernand Léger in Paris and brushed elbow patches with artists whose works he was to fake in years to come. Life was an amusement that ended abruptly with World War II. Totally apolitical, Elmyr was nevertheless shipped off to a Transylvanian concentration camp. "I was," he says with Magyar flair, "obviously too colorful a person for the safety of the state." He survived the Carpathian winter by painting the commandant's portrait-very slowly...