Word: dusk
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Ever since dusk the ground-crew men had been tending the long, silvery B-29 like acolytes, running their flashlights along her vulnerable joints, pumping her broad wings full of 8,000 gallons of high-test gasoline, gently hoisting a dozen 500-lb. demolition bombs into her wide bays. By 11 o'clock pilots, navigators, radarmen, engineers and gunners tumbled aboard for a 2,400-mile training flight. With them went Brigadier General Robert F. Travis, the handsome, battle-tested commander of the air base and "old man" of the Ninth Bombardment Wing, to keep a sharp...
What a few months of dusk-to-dawn boozing with his jaded, royal pals did to Barnaby is the story of this first novel about high life in postwar Paris. F. Scott Fitzgerald could have done wonders with these rootless idlers. So could the Hemingway of The Sun Also Rises. But Barnaby just falls in & out of love a couple of times and eventually concludes that "things happen as they happen, and it is a waste of time to vex ourselves with what they are and why they come...
When evening arrived the American sailors came ashore. As soon as they landed scores of Italians gathered around them chattering and laughing. Suddenly Palmira, curious to know what the fuss was about, walked through the dusk to the edge of the crowd. As she stood there, an American sailor "with a hat like a saucepan" thrust some chocolate and a carton of cigarettes into her hands. Before she could say anything he was gone...
...just before a whisper ran down Beacon Street. "Clarence, it's Clarence. Is it Clarence?" Clarence DcMar was coming. The crowd held together for just a few more minutes while the old man puffed by, tired, but smiling. For DcMar the applause was possessive. He turned into the pre-dusk cocktails-and-dinner hour of Commonwealth Avenue, and disappeared between two taxicabs. Behind him, Fred Murphy, a very young man from Dorchester, dragged himself up the next to last hill of the race, the trestle just west of the Square, paused on the crest, and slowly sank toward the ground...
...woods of Bedford, N.H., to nearby Sandy Pond. Two firemen are lifting out the bodies of Irene Biron, 12, and her cousin Robert Bourque, 7, after hacking out a 25-ft. channel through ice to reach them. A search began when the youngsters failed to come home at dusk one day last week, continued through the cold, foggy night. The bodies were discovered next day when a posse of neighbors, relatives, police & firemen saw the shimmering red & white of Irene's sweater beneath the ice. Guesses were that Robert had first fallen in, that cousin Irene-who could swim...