Word: columns
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...approaches to a couple of bridges, which were left resting on their supports in midair. The French brought up bulldozers and 200 sweating Communist prisoners to repair the road, much as the Communists also use "volunteers" when the French planes knock out their supply routes. At midday the column got moving again, past a sign that read: DON'T KILL. DON'T RAPE. DON'T BURN. DON'T ARREST YOUNG PEOPLE. At 1 p.m. our advance elements reached the first objective, Doaithan...
...mortars and anti-personnel mines went off, curr-rump, curr-rump, along the road. It was almost certainly one of these mines that killed LIFE Photographer Robert Capa (see PRESS). Moroccan infantry quickly deployed against the villages and put an end to the shooting. At 3 p.m., the column entered Thanhne...
That was the pillbox war that had died with Dienbienphu, and now General Cogny's theme was "consolidation for offensive action elsewhere." So the men of the column hauled down the French and Vietnamese flags; they planted explosives; they withdrew the garrisons (with their furniture and pots and pans) for more useful work in the coming Battle of the Delta. Then the French blew Doaithan and Thanhne to bits...
...Photographer Capa cut a commanding figure. Once with the 82nd Airborne Division, an admiring paratrooper who was preparing to jump turned to Capa and said seriously: "I don't like your job, pal. It's too dangerous." Near Bastogne, Capa got in front of an advancing U.S. column and was "captured" by G.I.s, suspicious of his thickly accented English. (He was freed after showing his photographer's pass.) After the Germans surrendered at Cherbourg, Capa was trying to photograph an arrogant Nazi general who turned his back to Capa and said haughtily that he was "bored" with...
...last week, Photographer Capa, TIME Correspondent John Mecklin and Scripps-Howard's Jim Lucas set out at dawn with a French mechanized column to push deep into enemy-infested territory. Amidst exploding land mines, mortar fire and whining snipers' bullets, Capa sat in the front of the jeep, a thermos of iced tea and a jug of cognac at his side, Nikon and Contax cameras around his neck. Often the column was stopped by a volley of bullets or an exploding mine. Every time, Capa jumped out and snapped pictures as French soldiers searched for the source...