Word: hazing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Motorists passing on the highway slowed down," Grim reported. "Some stopped to listen, remained to catch the spirit of the morning." A thin sun broke through the haze. Tanned farmers, assembled from their parched fields, looked silently up at it. "We thank Thee for Thy goodness," said a voice from the platform. Children romping on the brown grass were shushed by their parents. George Etzell, editor of the Clarissa Independent, took notes on the sermon, sitting near the war memorial bearing the names of Clarissa citizens who fought in two wars. Three families at the service were thinking of their...
Among the guns and fire-control apparatus of the after-section are eight inviting bunks. But at high altitude nobody is allowed to "sack out." Reason: an accidental pressure failure would fill the cabin with a frigid blue haze, and the loss of oxygen would kill a man in 30 seconds if he didn't slap on his oxygen mask. A sleeper would be a dead duck. A more earthy problem: the toilet mechanism won't work at high altitude. The most practical makeshift is a bucket, and by unwritten law, the first man who needs...
...York's La Guardia Field, there was a smear of haze across the half moon; the summer night air was warm and humid. Most of the 55 passengers who crowded into the belly of the big, silent, high-tailed DC-4 were vacation-bound. At Northwest Airlines' special night-aircoach rates they could fly to Minneapolis for $47, or to Seattle, the end of the line, for $111-and only over night. Youngsters, husbands and wives, stenographers and a Roman Catholic priest (who had boarded the plane at the last minute) fastened their seat belts as the four...
...daybreak a B-17 bomber, Air National Guard planes, two Navy PBYs and private planes joined the hunt for the adventurers. At 7 a.m., the B-17 spotted Dickie Bauer's raft 25 miles from Euclid, near Fairport Harbor. The bomber lost it in the morning haze and tumbling waves, but 2½ hours later spotted it again...
...hills around Besenhausen on the border between East and West Germany were veiled in sunlit haze one afternoon last week. On the Soviet side of the crossing point, a tired horde of D.P.s moved forward as the barrier pole swung up. On the British side, British officers and customs controllers, German border guards, police, priests, nuns, nurses and refugee administration officials looked at the sad group facing them...