Word: friend
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Pacific fleet should be able to handle any threat directed against the U.S. itself. But U.S. allies in the western Pacific were understandably reluctant to lose the morale effect of U.S. forces on the spot. And Navy men were as sad as if they were leaving an old friend. For 27 years, the Pacific had been the Navy's ocean. They would miss its warm waters and its good weather. Said one admiral wistfully: "The Atlantic is a hard, cruel ocean...
...Premier Ho and the rest of his cabinet picked five men to carry Nationalist China's peace hopes to the Communists. As nominal head of the delegation they named General Chang Chih-chung, former governor of Sinkiang Province and commander of Nationalist headquarters in northwest China. A close friend of China's No. 2 Communist, General Chou Enlai, he was the only important member of former Premier Sun Fo's cabinet the Reds failed to tag as a war criminal. Another member: soprano-voiced Shao Li-tse, a former ambassador to Russia...
Moving into Collier's with new Editor Ruppel was a new publisher and old friend: Edward Anthony, 53, who succeeded retiring Publisher William L. Chenery, 64. Anthony will also stay on as publisher of Crowell-Collier's Woman's Home Companion (circ. 3,755,000), while Tom Beck plans to take a back seat and let the new team do the driving. Where was the team heading? Said Editor Ruppel: "What the editor of a weekly magazine is going to do he has to do once a week. You can read that in the magazine...
...Wendell Addington heard about it in the Army, Communism sounded wonderful. He had a friend in the 32nd Infantry Division who convinced him that "to be a Communist was the highest honor in the world, for the Communists represent the future of mankind." So, in 1946, when he got back home to Lubbock, Tex., Wendell Addington joined the party. At about the same time, he also became a student at the University of Texas...
Last week one of Saga's five Buddhist priests watched the black-cassocked figure of his new friend, Father Itagura, descending the ancient steps of the Buddhist temple after a chatty afternoon visit. Though he may soon be without a flock, he was not bitter. "You see," he observed with true Buddhist detachment, "whether God says a thing or Buddha says it, it's still the same message. I only wish, and wish very strongly, that everyone may kneel with a beautiful heart before the altar...