Word: good
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Some nights I don't worry, 'cause you know nothing is going to happen. Some nights I don't even feel safe in the bunker. I've seen guys at night just crying. Let the guy cry. It's helping him. I cried. Two good buddies of mine got hit, but it's over with and you can't keep thinking about it." He does think about it, though, and about the terrible loneliness of war. "The only ones who even worry about you are your mother, your pa and your girl...
...foolish, come home to me." Jaramillo saves the letters in an old ammunition case, reads them as many as 25 times, then burns them because he knows he has more coming. They provide a link with the "real world." Like most G.I.s, Jaramillo also strings good-luck medals around his neck -including, in his case, one blessed by the Pope. "You can't have too much good luck over here," he says...
Propaganda Beamed. Both Russia and China could have figured to gain something from staging the clash. The Russians were quick to accuse the Chinese of "trying to poison the good atmosphere" of the Communist summit in Moscow. Peking might hope to show up Moscow as the aggressor before the world's other Communists. Clearly disturbed by the incident, Russia hastily summoned several of its ambassadors to Asian countries back to Moscow for consultations...
...Irish are seldom far from the thoughts of Americans. This is particularly true right now. For months, something not unlike civil war has been simmering in Ulster. This is the week of Eire's national elections. If that were not enough, June 16 is Bloomsday. It is a good time to reflect on the ways and woes of the Irish, and TIME asked Novelist Wilfrid Sheed to do so. Sheed is only part Irish (on his father's family's side). But as an English Catholic schoolboy and an American writer of quality (Square's Progress...
...things so snarled up that they even have to watch each other. (The best Irish talkers have eyes like terriers'.) Gulliver's Travels, the Anglo-Irish classic, is the high point of the two traditions: a folk tale of giants and dwarfs and transformations, and a good ironic belt at English politics. The stage Irishman, or rollicking boyo, which developed later, is really a put-on that lost...