Word: controlled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Bowles, who was crisscrossing the state, dropping in at the county fairs (sometimes joining in the softball games), and appearing three times a week on a radio program on which he invited voters to send him all their personal complaints. He hammered away at inflation, proposed a "voluntary" price-control plan. Governor Shannon still figured to win. Chester Bowles's ambition was to pile up a vote impressive enough to give him a share in taking over the receivership of the Democratic Party...
...waited a long time. For three days he stayed near the plane. Then his fire got out of control, set the wreckage ablaze, charred his companion's body. He crawled painfully away, huddled near the bottom of the canyon. Two days later his lighter fluid gave out; he could kindle no more fires. He rationed his candy bars, quenched his thirst by scooping holes in a dry creek bed and waiting for water to filter slowly into them...
...denying that the Security Council was competent to deal with the Berlin issue. For the third time in two days, he repeated the same sledgehammer argument. "There is no blockade of Berlin . . . There is no threat to the peace . . . This fact is ineluctable, indubitable and inescapable . . . Only the Allied Control Council and the Foreign Ministers Council may correctly deal with the problem of Germany . . . If this question is not in relation to Germany, what is it? In the stratosphere? In the clouds? In an ivory tower...
...ridiculously small part of the enormous interior. The two pilots went into the cockpit and started to warm up the engines. "They had a pretty good lunch in there today," said Baker to Hensch. "It was fish, but it was good." They had a little informal conversation with the control tower. (British pilots are still lost in wonder at the informality of U.S. communications. One British pilot walks around Berlin shaking his head and telling everybody he overheard a U.S. airman on the strip say to his control tower, "Just give me the woid and I'll make like...
What the Russians Sent. Hensch's plane came over the crumpled heart of Berlin to circle back for its landing under the careful coaching of G.C.A., the radar control for helping planes on to the ground when weather closes in. (Even on good days G.C.A. stays in action to keep the operators and the pilots in practice...