Word: deserting
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...scandals or to give police the help they needed to clean out corruption, Yoshida stayed away from the Diet, calmly warmed his feet over a charcoal brazier at his private villa in Oiso, 42 miles from Tokyo. His own Liberal and Progressive supporters realized that if they tried to desert him, he could dissolve the Diet and call for elections. The Liberals and Progressives well knew that an election would mean heavy losses for them...
Bulldozers & Draglines. Through the skills of Harry Morrison and other U.S. builders, economic progress has been given a mighty push. U.S. earth movers have shown the world that man need not be a prisoner of his surroundings, starving in desert lands or drowned by torrential floods. He can change much of the unproductive land to suit his needs- Part of this change is due to the new machinery: the clanking bulldozers that knock down forests, the great draglines that claw house-sized holes at a single scoop, the cranes, jumbos, earth movers, power shovels, trenchers and dozens of other mechanical...
...closed meeting of the committee charged with probing the dispute, Acting Chairman Karl Mundt requested both sides to present him with formal specifications of their complaints. Joe McCarthy's precocious Counsel Roy Cohn represented his boss, who was in Arizona treating a throat infection with dry desert air. Senator McCarthy had made no charges against the Army, said Cohn, but would merely answer the Army's accusations...
...California Institute of Technology in Pasadena and the University of California in Berkeley. He knew he did not want to live in New York City, holding it to be not typically American. He loved the West, its distances and its solitudes. He loved to ride horseback in the desert...
...dull afternoon last week, Mrs. Inez Elizabeth Krone, a Bakersfield, Calif, housewife, drove out across the Kern County desert to spend an idle hour at shaded, oasis-like Hart Memorial Park. When she was six miles from Bakersfield on her way back, she saw a sallow young man in slacks and a white shirt standing beside a stalled model A Ford. The road was empty of traffic. There were no houses for miles. Mrs. Krone, a friendly, matter-of-fact woman, slowed her 1951 Buick and asked through the open window if she could be of any help...