Word: floodings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...branch of the Army is the Corps of Engineers. Officered by scholastic top-rankers from West Point and by graduates of such crack schools as M.I.T., Purdue and Caltech, the Engineers like to brag that they can do anything. In peacetime they build dams and -levees for power and flood control, think nothing of odd jobs like filling top-flight posts in WPA, the Civil Aeronautics Administration. In wartime they do a thousand jobs behind the lines, pave the way for infantry and tanks up front, often use shooting irons as well as shovels. Rednecked fighting men as well...
Washington, D.C. telephone operators last week had grown so used to chanting, "The line is busy," that they frequently sang it out before callers got a chance to say a word. The capital's swamped switchboards were an indication of what was inundating Washington: a flood of people and business. Last week, with Easter holidays, the Cherry Blossom Festival, and the Daughters of the American Revolution rustling into Washington for their annual counterrevolution, the flood burst all bounds...
...destroyer deal: "For my own part, looking out upon the future, I do not view the process with any misgivings. I could not stop it if I wished; no one can stop it. Like the Mississippi, it just keeps rolling along. Let it roll. Let it roll on full flood, inexorable, irresistible, benignant, to broader lands and better days...
...assists). Playing pool one night, John heard the crash of a bomb, looking out of the billiard parlor saw a paint factory down the street go up in a stinking inferno of flames and fumes. With four policemen John dug into the basement, slithered through a four-foot flood of paint, dodged arcing electric wires. On doors they hauled ten workmen into the street, six alive. As they were carrying the last one away the building shuddered and fell. Then John Thomas Cain went to a pub and had a beer...
...flood crashed through the Mississippi levees in "a torrent ten feet deep the size of Rhode Island. . . . The south Delta became seventy-five hundred square miles of millrace in which one hundred and twenty thousand human beings and one hundred thousand animals squirmed and bobbed." In Greenville, the mayor appointed Percy chairman of the flood-relief committee and the local Red Cross. When the Negro Chicago Defender stirred up the Negroes against him, Percy went alone into their jampacked, sullen meeting, talked the mutineers back to their senses...