Word: fogs
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Navy reported last month that three more Jap destroyers had been sunk, the only news of the Aleutians has come from the Tokyo radio. A Japanese correspondent on Kiska reported that U.S. bombers were visiting the island two or three times a day, dropping their loads through the fog; that roads were being built across the black, treeless hills; that Japanese troops were unhappy over the prospect of a winter on bleak Kiska. "The loneliness in this remote northern base is hard to imagine back home," complained the writer...
...blanket of fog and censorship in which Alaska was muffled last week one ray of sunshine peeped: a letter from Major Bill Adams, onetime West Coast radioman. Printed in Broadcasting the letter told of a little "one-lung outfit," KODK, whose tiny transmitter made a welcome whistle in lonely Fort Greely on Kodiak Island...
Aliens Entirely. But Ireland took its revenge on the alien Bowens. It was a revenge as formless and pervasive as a fog from the bogs. In their isolation the Bowens fell to fighting each other like spiders in a bottle. They fought about careers, buried treasure, inheritances, but mostly about the land. Tired of it all, Elizabeth's father deserted the land, from which the family had drawn its strength to survive. He became a city lawyer. Bowen's Court fell into disuse...
Censor Troubles. Last December, when a British offensive in Libya unexpectedly bogged down, the London Daily Mirror cried in anguish: "Can nobody dampen the airy-fairy optimism of the military spokesmen in Cairo?" Apparently not. Even after Tobruk, the Cairo censorship seemed determined to let only pink fog get through the screen-thus taxing the ingenuity of one sardonic correspondent who was bound to get a little acid out along with the fog. Chester Morrison of the Chicago Sun cabled his paper: "The delicacies of censorship are such that I was stumped in trying to devise a way to tell...
Rescue Boat. Out on the wharf waited massive, balding Chairman Rosenthal and lean, nervy Chief Warden Hallett. Occasionally, when the breeze lifted the fog, they could see a medium-sized freighter at anchor a mile or so out in the harbor-the rescue ship. At about 8 o'clock, Dr. Daniel Hiebert, the Public Health Officer, went out to the ship in a Coast Guard boat, later called for Dr. Frank Cass to come out and lend a hand...