Word: gaps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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When Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald died at 44, in Christmas-week of 1940, he left behind a handful of brilliant novels and collections of short stories (This Side of Paradise, The Beautiful and Damned, Tales of the Jazz Age, The Great Gatsby) and an unfillable gap in the ranks of Postwar I's "lost generation." Wrote Novelist Glenway Wescott, "he was a kind of king of our American youth...
Half Way. At the halfway mark the supply line peters off and there comes a gap between the new army and the old. You drop from the cool Kweichow plateau into the.heat of the Kwangsi plains. From there you bump by jeep over the great swath of devastation that American construction engineers left behind when they wrecked the country in the retreat of 1944. The bridges are out, and useless railways parallel the highway in twisted shreds of destruction...
With the 3rd and the 36th, the Thunderbirds landed in southern France, cracked the brittle shell of German resistance and slogged north. The 45th spearheaded the VI Corps' drive toward the Belfort Gap. By mid-December of 1944, the 45th had been 18 months overseas, .and 365 of those days in combat...
Actually none of the six previous Vice Presidents who succeeded Presidents by death has himself died in office.*But Jim Farley thought the Succession Act still marked a gap in democratic procedure. His prescription: a commission charged with finding some other way to choose a new President if two died in office in a single four-year term...
...native place names are directly or indirectly Sir Walter's. "Poetic" names built around glen, dale, vale, hurst, mere and burn broke out like a rash in the late 1800s; soon they enclosed many cities "like a ring of outer fortifications," protecting them from such vulgarisms as creek, gap, bottom and bluff. "Even if a city-dweller could escape moving to the suburbs [of Larchmont, Glen Cove and Scarsdale] in his life, he was nevertheless very likely to end up finally in [a cemetery ] named Oakmont or Woodland." And where Sir Walter failed, estate agents of the boom 1920s...