Word: dday
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...little later correspondents all over the world began telling our editors just how people around them were reacting to Dday. One of the first was Lauterbach's report from Moscow, beginning with how his landlord had kissed him when he came down to breakfast and cried: "We love you, we love you, we love...
...poppy fields and in the ancient towns of Normandy was the first concern of all, by night & day. But the people's look at the war went farther, far beyond Normandy. For months the U.S., as a nation of tablecloth strategists, had been preoccupied with the coming of Dday. But as soon as it had happened, "Second Front" at once became as archaic a phrase as "defense bonds." For the invasion of France made not a Second but a Seventh Front...
Sewell Avery might have been grateful. His appearance before a Congressional investigating committee came on Dday. This accidental circumstance kept his testimony off the nation's front pages, and this was just as well for Sewell Avery. For even his most sympathetic Congressional supporters discovered that the 69-year-old head of giant Montgomery Ward is no easy man to get along with. He blustered and stormed, made long speeches, evaded questions, interrupted committee members. D-day was field-day for Sewell Lee Avery. He said the War Labor Board "must be destroyed"; it was a mistake to think...
...weeks just before Dday, he usually began his day at the stereotyped U.S. military hour of 5 a.m. He lived with his close personal friend and naval aide, Commander Harry Butcher, peacetime CBS vice president, and his orderly, Sergeant "Micky" McKeogh, onetime bellboy at New York's Plaza Hotel, in an unpretentious eight-room cottage near headquarters. One room was full of gymnasium paraphernalia, which the general studiously avoided except upon rare occasions when he took an exasperated belt, in passing, out of the punching...
...full accoutrement weighed well over 350. No one was willing to make them lighten up. For a week before invasion they had been encamped near a Ninth Air Force Station, and their presence was perceptible from afar: they had taken an oath at Christmas time not to bathe until Dday. They cooked their own meals over campfires, slept on the ground without blanket or tent. Familiarized with jujitsu and dirty-fighting tactics devised by thugs of all nations, they feared no man on earth ex cept the few white officers who could lick them in hand-to-hand combat (barring...