Word: easts
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Short-Lived Peace. Cairo's latest troubles began earlier this year when the Rev. Gerald Montroy, a white Catholic priest, arrived in town from East St. Louis and took up his duties in the heart of a black neighborhood. He drew together the local N.A.A.C.P., a cooperative association and a couple of street gangs, and with the Rev. Charles Koen, a local black minister, formed the United Front...
...South Viet Nam's most ineffectual. A U.S. general calls the 5th "absolutely the worst outfit I've ever seen," and a Vietnamese General Staff member was quoted as saying that until last year the 25th was "the worst division ever to enter any battlefield east of Suez." In the past year, both divisions have improved slightly, as has the lightly regarded 18th Division. Now that the U.S. is withdrawing the 3rd Brigade of the 82nd Airborne Division, the defense of Saigon rests in these shaky hands...
...representatives from 125* nations who launched the General Assembly's 24th session, a similar mixture of muted hope and outright despair seemed to prevail. Few expected the 13-week session to produce much progress in settling the world's major conflicts in Viet Nam and the Middle East. Still, there was always the possibility that some crises could be eased at private diplomatic meetings in the town houses and apartments of New York. At one such meeting, held in U.N. Secretary-General U Thant's 38th-floor office suite at week's end, representatives...
...into the director, Ian's, VW and we drove over to the East Side. It was bright and sunny and warm outside. It was the end of June. It was incongruous. We arrived at O-Building and entered through the canteen, where patients can buy coffee and chewing gum. The yellow walls carried a huge mural of Snoopy and Charlie Brown and said "Happiness is the O-Building Canteen." Typical volunteer propaganda, I thought...
...ward. Two women patients with gray hair ran the canteen. There was always a buzz of activity around the counter where coffee and cigarettes and doughnuts and candy were sold. It wasn't especially living activity, but it was activity just the same. Patients from other wards on the East Side would walk in, hobble in, drift in with a completely blank face or a frozen ear-to-ear smile, and look at the ladies behind the counter...