Word: doored
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...stuck to your post in a veritable furnace with the white heat literally burning your clothes off your body. You did this notwithstanding Pilot Ed Hefley begged you to leave the pit to him. When the door into the pilot room blew open, and the flames were reaching into the cabin, you came out and closed the door. . . . Again the door blew open, so terrific was the speed, and again you came out, this time a human torch...
...when it seemed the fight was winning and that the plane might be landed, you came back and warned your passengers that the landing would be rough. You unlocked the door so that all could escape from the burning plane. . . . You did this when your hands were burned to the bone. You could hardly hold the key. I pray God for the knowledge to understand for what purpose He saved my life by sacrificing yours...
...everyone else went to bed that night he and his lieutenants were buzzing around lining up the necessary acclaim. By about 2:30 a. m. they thought they had things fixed. By that time Senator Vandenberg had cut off his telephone. No one thought to go bang on his door with the glad tidings. They could wait until morning. Meantime, weary Mr. Vandenberg had sent a message to John Hamilton and Chairman Snell: "If my name is placed before the Convention, please ask that it be withdrawn. This is conclusive...
...rolled in, placed among the flowers piled high against the rostrum, opened. For half an hour Representatives, clerks, pages shuffled by it. Then Speaker Bankhead's gavel rapped again and tall, grey Chaplain James Shera Montgomery, in flowing cutaway, began a prayer. When it was over the rear door swung open and in marched the U. S. Senate, escorted by the House's testy Doorkeeper Joseph J. Sinnott. As Speaker Bankhead cracked his gavel summoning the House to rise for each new detachment of guests, Doorkeeper Sinnott hurried up & down the aisle, waved in the Diplomatic Corps...
...When I went to a party, I could not stop. When I came home after a two-day absence I bought flowers and threw them through the door. If they didn't come flying out, I would go in. ... Later I went to one of these Oxford Group meetings . . . "-Brig. General Erie D. Luce, U. S. A., retired...