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...bird population has always been ten times-at least visibly-what it is on this side. On May 18th, I drove over there. Not a single horned lark, sage, field or song sparrow, nor a solitary pippet. Driving on above Alder, I stopped at the mouth of Water Gulch, got out and walked up to it a few rods where I knew that if all was normal I would find hundreds of these birds. I raised not a solitary bird...
When a northeast wind finally blew down the gulch, Boyer pressed the button. A cloud of grey smoke rose up with a ball of fire at its heart; out of it spouted flashes of light like giant Fourth of July sparklers. Observers heard a loud bang and felt a modest shock wave. As the cloud began to dissipate, three Air Force bombers swooped into it, collecting air samples. Then men wearing respirators and full safety suits stepped cautiously within 200 yds. of ground zero. Kiwi had disappeared. Nothing was left on the seared site but the railroad car with...
...hits (two more than they got in the whole 1963 series against the Los Angeles Dodgers), and a fantastic team batting average of .325. What's more, they were going home to cavernous Yankee Stadium. Said Pitcher Ford: "The Cards will die in Dead Man's Gulch." But the Cards had something going for them, too: a retired stripper in Venice, Fla., named Fifi LaTour, who had been sending them postcards all season long predicting that they would win the pennant. Now Fifi was phoning in her World Series forecast. "She says we won't come back...
...there were plenty of others at least as enterprising as Boston. For Sprinter Bob Hayes, the "world's fastest human," the Los Angeles Coliseum was Last Chance Gulch; sidelined for three months with a torn hamstring muscle in his thigh, he had to finish at least third in one of the dashes to earn a trip to Tokyo. Hayes did even better: he tied the American record (10.1 sec.) for the 100-meter dash. Like Broad Jumper Boston, Ohio's Rex Cawley had an intriguing theory about breaking world records: don't train. Cawley's worked...
Matioso. Sicily is the Dead Man's Gulch of Europe. It's hot, it's dry, it's wild. Instead of good guys and bad guys, there are carabinieri and mafiosi. Instead of Hollywood moviemakers there are Italian moviemakers who scuttle about the landscape manufacturing folklore. Most of them produce ludicrously crude goat operas, but once in a while somebody really gets Sicily on acetate. Pietro Germi did it once (Divorce-Italian Style); Luchino Visconti did it twice (La Terra Trema, The Leopard); and now Alberto Lattuada serves up ten or a dozen small but gloriously...