Word: hedgerows
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...glider came in over a hedgerow of trees about 80 ft. high and nosed down into a level pasture. It was a hard, pancake-type landing. The front strut came through the wooden floor of the glider and ripped toward the rear, barely missing the legs of some of the troops. We had landed a hundred yards from the personnel-assembly point at the crossroads of Les Forges. It was early evening, and we had about four hours before dark. After a quick check of the surrounding area, I selected a large field adjacent to the Les Forges crossroads...
...murder of a dashing multimillionaire at his East Hampton, N.Y., estate, a felonious electrician, a missing laptop, a handsomely compensated British nanny and now a dispute over a dead woman's remains. "If this was on Dallas, nobody would believe it," says Steven Gaines, author of Philistines at the Hedgerow, a social history of the Hamptons. "It's amazing. It's horrible...
...Going By, an ode to summer driving and radio listening, and the jokey lover's plea See How I Need You, she positively purrs. When the brooding comes on Good Man, Rose nails it, singing something close to the perfect song as she asks her lover to "jump that hedgerow/ I'll jump this bedroom window/ Together we'll go and just ride, ride, ride." Only a fool wouldn't take her up on the offer...
...driver dead at the wheel, careering toward his pinned-down unit. Some unknown soldier leaped into the cab and steered the smoldering vehicle into the sea, where it exploded. Soaking wet on the beach, Fuller remembers a cold so bitter he barely could move his fingers. The weeks of hedgerow fighting that followed have turned into a sickening blur: "You're out of control. You shoot at anything. Your eyes hurt. Your fingers hurt. You're driven by panic. We never looked at the faces of the dead, just at their feet?black boots for Germans, brown for G.I.s...
Making that kind of connection is more difficult for most veterans. Often they hunt for the side of a hill, a particular hedgerow or some other now inconspicuous landmark that is burned in their memories. Two Canadians found the precise corner of a pasture they remembered near Arromanches. No trace of war remained. But digging into the soft earth, the two men finally uncovered a rusted Canadian helmet. A former U.S. sergeant spent an entire day looking for the house where he had knocked out a German machine gun. When he found it, he cried, "That is why I came...