Word: galena
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...observes Biographer William McFeely with mordant pragmatism, "is a way out of a leather store." Certainly it was that for Ulysses S. Grant, who was clerking in a family shop in Galena, Ill., when the Civil War ignited the U.S. Grant was 38 when the rebels fired on Fort Sumter, and he had distinguished himself only briefly as a soldier: in combat, as an eager young West Pointer in the Mexican War, and as an enterprising peacetime quartermaster who led a hapless party of California-bound travelers across the Isthmus of Panama...
...earliest portable radio was the most portable ever made, the lightest, the least expensive and completely solid state. And this was almost 60 years ago. It consisted of a galena crystal detector mounted on a necktie stickpin and had four connections, for antenna, ground and headphones...
...Alaska, where thinking hard to stay warm can be a requirement for survival, 258 residents?one out of every 2,000 souls, a rate higher than anywhere else in the U.S.?submitted ideas to a Department of Energy small grants program. Elizabeth Hart of Galena won $13,800 to build a solar greenhouse that will use the body heat of chickens as a source of warmth. R. Charles Vowell of Unalaska got $12,000 for a 10,000-gal. bio-gas generator that uses crab wastes from canneries to produce a burnable methane. Craig Anderson of Kenny Lake received...
...Daniel forget our ride out to Peg's. The sun melted up on Galena Pass; on mountains still white and green from the late winter, not yet brown, sapped, sore, crumbly from the summer's desert sun. And the sun was smooth on the summit: the Sawtooths stretched about as far as the eye could see; blue, brittle, gaping; Pegleg's valley fell below...
...staggered out of dusky nowhere. She was sobbing a bit and a little red-faced and I couldn't quite put my arm around her. Briggs stared at the road ahead and drove fast paMmmmmst the whorehouse of which Pegleg had informed us, and fast up Galena and fast to Ketchum. In the backseat all was quiet except for a few snores from Daniel: the road sucked under soundlessly; the trees didn't moan; there was no wind; the radio crackled, playing "This is the Last Song I'll Sing for You"; the night hung out beyond us; I thought...