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...Saigon airport before dawn, a swarm of helicopters sputtered to life, their whirling blades churning up misty contrails in the cool, damp air. Soon a formation of 13 "Hueys" (UH-1Bs) was airborne and droning away at 2,000 ft. Below, the light of day broke over the Mekong Delta, turning rivers and canals into silvery ribbons among the green paddyfields. Inside the choppers, men long hardened to possible death carefully crushed out their after-breakfast cigarettes...
...noise amplifier to their radar, RCA engineers discovered that they could track CAT even better; they followed its path with a clear, rapidly wiggling line on their radarscopes. Last week RCA had two modified C-band sets at work-one in Moorestown, N.J., and another on the DAMP (for Downrange Anti-Missile Measurement Program) ship in the South Atlantic. Once they are certain they have cornered CAT, avoiding its dangerous attack will be a simple matter for the careful pilot...
...travel journal proves an ideal form for Kazantzakis's vividly descriptive style; his followers will be pleased to find the same sensual imagery which characterizes his other works. The first section conveys the energy of Spain through small details (leaves "glistened on the damp earth like freshly minted gold florins") and longer passages ("the light limped from rock to rock on its way like a wounded bird on its way upward. For a moment, it rested on the peak of the opposite mountain, seemed to pirouette upward, then disappeared. The mute murmur of evening, like the tigress's melody, enveloped...
...though some of the troupes were crippled by the hyperkinetic choreography that can make a dance an awkward, literal joke, others brought to the park performances as good as anything in the coat-and-tie winter seasons. The dancers suffered some difficulties-hot afternoon rehearsals in the sun, damp boards to dance on at night, and a 40-by-50-ft. stage that was a shade too small for the prodigious leaps of a dancer like Villella. But all were eager to return. What inspired them, they agreed, was that the audience was everybody and anybody who cared enough...
...lyrical affection of falling plaster, the colors of linoleum, the awful caprice of electrical fixtures, and the ebb and flow of cruel plumbing. He sniffs the eternal odors of poverty, sin and despair on stairway, landing and daybed. The flaking walls about his creatures are a barometer of the damp weather in the soul. His theme is the pursuit of grace among the abounding roaches...