Word: gangplank
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Angelo V. Jannelli was close to tears as he joined the long line plodding up the gangplank. He had been Italy's consular agent at Johnstown, Pa. since 1932, had not seen his own country for over 30 years. Said Agent Jannelli: "I've thought of the United States as my home." In Fort Worth, Tex., 72-year-old Consular Agent Atillio Ortolani won permission from the State Department to stay in the U.S. Married to a British wife, with two sons in the U.S. armed forces, Agent Ortolani said he would rather go to a concentration camp...
...take all our money to the consul, who gives us only a piece of paper. God help us, we leave our soul and life in America to go, we know not where, only to leave here before Hitler strikes at New York." Blankly, sadly the women went up the gangplank. Fortnight before, another ship, the Marques de Comillas, had taken 180 Germans. Hitler's people were fleeing before the shadow of events to come...
...countrymen were just as thrilled as she. Selected to lead a reception committee up the yacht's gangplank, Mrs. Jessie Byron, daughter of Florida's Governor Frederick Preston Cone, gasped: "No. 1, dear me, I can't stand it." She faded back into second place and let Banker Percy Rivington Pyne II of New York lead the way. Between double lines of dark-spectacled police the Duke and Duchess stepped down the gangplank, rode off through the packed streets of Miami. The Duchess wore a two-piece ensemble of dull navy crepe, hip-length coat...
...that day had begun. The Duke & Duchess of Windsor walked slowly down the gangplank of the Canadian liner Lady Somers to meet a welcoming roar from thousands of Bahamians jampacked around the pier. From the casuarina trees around Rawston Square, barefooted natives shouted down greetings as the new Governor General and his lady moved up the street to the Legislative Council Chambers...
...dock awaiting President and party; the crowd gave a stifled cheer; the President's big right hand went up in the air and the big smile flashed in recognition. There was the usual 21-gun salute barked from the shore batteries as the President crossed the dock-level gangplank; there was the usual trilling of the bos'n's whistle piping the President over the side as eight boys stood at attention; the four-starred flag of the Commander in Chief of the Army & Navy was broken out at the mainmast; a bugle sounded, bluejackets scurried about...