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Scoring for Harvard were Brown, who picked up third in the dash; Wharton and Clark, who placed second and third respectively in the 300; Atwell and De Fries, who did the same in the 600; Tuttle and Robbins, first and second in the 1000; and Tootell and Harwood, who grabbed two first places in their respective shot and vault events...
...only slightly more than 100 yards they have to go in the open, and through our telescopes we can see them darting across in ones and twos, leaping into trenches. Everybody in the OP is yelling as they pour in. Some of them drop, spring up again, dash from shattered stump to shattered stump. Then nobody can be seen and Jap mortars blanket the entire position from behind the ridge...
...yard dash--Won by C. Wharton (H); second, Harwood (E); third, Markum (E). Time--4.7 sec. 1000 yard run--Won by C. Robbins (H); second, V. Moriarty (H), third, C. Atwell (H). Time--2 min. 27 4-10 sec. 300 yard dash--Won by C. Wharton (H); second, Clark (E); tie for third between R. Mannix (H) and R. Clark (H). Time--34 6-10 sec. 600 yard run--Tie for first between M. Tuttle (H) and H. De Fries (H); third, Hamblett (E). Time--1 min., 19 sec. Shot put--Won by J. Tootell (H); second, P. Harwood...
...inner defense circle, manned largely by the stragglers. Slight (5 ft. 8 in., 135 lb.), salty Brigadier General Anthony Clement McAuliffe, the 101st's acting commander charged with holding Bastogne, called them his "Team Snafu." Inside the town was a reserve force of tanks and tank destroyers, to dash out against a major enemy attack. "Tony" McAuliffe called this force his "Fire Brigade...
...hydrant. We tried three times to join the others, but each time bullets drove us back. Trying to accommodate my not exactly sylphlike figure to that reedy pole, I wished savagely its designer were in my place. Finally, after the longest five minutes I ever spent, we risked a dash and legged it back the way we had come and sat down behind a retaining wall and wondered what to do next. Civilians in windows and balconies offered all sorts of unintelligible suggestions in Greek or sign language. One sent a note by a scampering little boy (snipers...