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After the returns were in, the rheumy-eyed old Mayor sat at home, cigar ashes spilling on his vest, and muttered defiance. "The crusaders got me," he mumbled, "but the people will be asking me to run again. Why do they always talk about the goddam girls? I didn't put stools in the bars for them...
...Judge Landis had his own peculiar sense of humor. One favorite story: he and his wife, Winifred, were getting out of a cab to attend the Chicago opera; observing how slippery the sidewalk was, the Judge called to his wife, "Be careful, dear, or you'll break your goddam neck." But stubbornness was his best-known quality, and it never served him-or baseball-better than it did two years ago. When the service draft hit major-league rosters and some club owners wondered about giving up baseball for the duration, the Judge doggedly insisted that, unless some...
...inland when a bomb or shell scored a direct hit on their hole. A souvenir-hunting Corpsman was removing the bayonet from one Jap's scabbard. A colonel, whose regimental command post was near by, shouted: "You'll get yourself mixed up with a booby trap. Now goddam it, leave him alone...
...whose upended feet were dusty with the sands of France. Medical Corpsmen moved among them, looking at their wound tags. Some of the wounded were smoking. *A homesick U.S. soldier said wryly: "Is that really England? I never thought I wanted to see the goddam country again but now it looks like heaven." Some of the men had their eyes closed. Over the faces of some, blankets had been drawn. As the wounded and the dead came back, other soldiers, with flowers stuck in the camouflage netting of their tin hats, marched past them through the streets of the English...
...hand combat (barring knives, garrotes and guns). Among these were their own jumpmaster, a handsome golden-haired lieutenant who used to sell insurance, and their colonel, a 1938 West Pointer. When their C-47 troop carrier took off on Dday, a grimy mechanic waved and grinned. "Them poor goddam krauts," said he. The Indians' D-day assignment was tough enough to match their blood lust- dropping on the peninsula behind Cherbourg and blowing up approach roads to airfields where later paratroopers would land. Word trickled back to their base last week that at least some of them...