Word: hardiest
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...hardiest rivals were Little Pierre, a sleek Labrador also owned by Bakewell, an Eastern dog named Scoronine, and a picturesque Golden retriever with a storybook name-Stilrovin Nitro Express. Some of the others had lost out by committing sins of youth and inexperience: 1) breaking ahead of the signal, 2) going after a decoy instead of a duck, 3) biting the birds too hard. On the water tests, excitable Little Pierre, who was not yet four, hit the water like an outboard motor, bore down on the floating ducks and hustled back. But when the chips were down, Pierre handled...
...when the target was announced, he later recalled, "My first instinct was to jump overboard." On the first day at Truk, 127 land-based Jap planes were shot down, 77 more were bagged on the ground. On the second day, not one got off the ground. Two of the hardiest myths of the war in the Pacific had been exploded: 1) Truk was not impregnable; 2) in a contest with seaborne planes, land-based air power was no better than its planes and pilots...
Boston, as we have been howling for the past few weeks, is a jazz desert. Art Hodes is undoubtedly good, but Lawrence remains inaccessible except for the hardiest hikers and most jazz-starved enthusiasts. And the commendable plans of a group of Lowell House Freshmen to import bands for series of Saturday afternoon jam sessions are destined to be stillborn unless an angel appears suddenly...
Perhaps the toughest trainer in the U.S. Army is a wiry little man who carries a full pack and a rifle while marching his troops across stony Oregon desert and who expects his middle-aged staff officers to be as taut-bellied as the hardiest young private. Major General Charles Hunter Gerhardt breaks in new men "gently" by sleeping them in pup tents in the rain, making them swim icy Oregon rivers...
...little boats pitched and shivered in the high swells; the hardiest officers aboard thought that their necks were snapping off. They sympathized with Mrs. MacArthur, the boy and Ah Ju. Toward dawn, three hours behind schedule, the little fleet made its intended landfall-on or near the Island of Mindoro, no more than 100 miles from the nearest Japanese lines, no farther from Manila. Awaiting General MacArthur were two Flying Fortresses. Exactly how and where they found concealment and landing space, was something the Japs may never know...