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...began the final air attack. Hellcats and Avengers were able to make selective runs on the slowly moving, almost helpless ship." As Ensign Yoshida recalls, "Men were jumbled together in disorder on the deck. Admiral Ito struggled to his feet. His chief of staff then rose and saluted. A prolonged silence followed. Ito looked around, shook hands deliberately with his staff officers, and then went resolutely to his cabin. The deck was nearly vertical. Shells of the big guns skidded, crashing against the bulkhead and kindling the first of a series of explosions." At 1423 this queen of the battlewagons...
...Oyly Carte tradition wherever stiff joints masquerade as style; but he is too English and too understanding of G. & S. to want to undermine what they did. The sudden gay way in which he has the crew lift Captain Corcoran off one side of the deck and deposit him on the other admirably indicates the kind of general lift he has given Pinafore...
...command of a passenger liner, only to find that it is a vessel of iniquity, whose officers are mainly concerned with smuggling cigarettes and snuggling with lady voyagers. Before long the captain has taken a pratfall into a tray of lobster newburg, walked shudderingly across a boat deck alive with cries of water-borne passion, indulged in a spirited pie-throwing match with a roomful of children, and repulsed the sort of lowlife lady (Nadia Gray) that fictional characters are always repulsing. In no time at all, however, he meets the sort of highlife chick (Peggy Cummins) that fictional characters...
...suddenly been repealed. There he was, climbing away from the runway at Italy's Capodichino Airport, and on each side of him the wing of his flashy new F8U Crusader jet was turned upright 6½ feet from the tips-as if parked on a cramped carrier deck. Why the tower had cleared him for take-off and how his plane had staggered into the air with the outboard wing panels folded up, he could not say. But there was no time to speculate. He rammed the throttle home and clawed for altitude. At 500 ft. he circled cautiously...
Ready to Die. With his flushed, seadog face, his poop-deck voice, his blunt, peppery language, Red Raborn scarcely seemed the type to tackle a job that called for a trained scientist. More important, Raborn was a driving organizer, a demon for efficiency and an able politician. He had done time in almost every branch of his service-aviation, destroyers, gunnery schools-and everywhere he was known as a man with a single-minded urge to get things done. At Pearl Harbor in 1941, his patrol squadron was one of the few loaded with bombs and ready to fight back...