Word: helmets
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...resemblance between Pistol-Packing Patton of the lacquered helmet and Two-Gun Mosby (see cut), who rode to battle in a scarlet-lined cape, with a brilliant plume in his campaign hat, is no mere coincidence. Colonel Mosby lived until 1916. He was a friend of Patton's father, whose own father had died with his Confederate boots on in the Battle of Cedar Creek. Colonel Mosby was the boyhood idol of George Patton, who made up his mind at age seven that he was going to be a U.S. Army officer...
...campaign to get G.I.s to wear their helmets straight, Lee began stopping men in the street and asking: "Is my helmet on straight?" Told respectfully that it was, the General would crack back: "Well, yours isn't." This had the desired effect until Lee ran into one officer who answered: "No sir, your helmet isn't quite straight. Move it a little over this way-no, that way-no, that's wrong too." Word of the tactic got around; the General had to abandon his campaign...
...face down in the slit trench with the brim of my helmet in the soft ground, as close to the earth as I could get, and held my breath. . . . When the bombs went off and I realized that I hadn't been hit, I found I couldn't draw a full breath. My chest felt contracted and tight. I was cold...
...Emily Hahn became the University of Wisconsin's first woman graduate in mining engineering. Several years later she began to smoke cigars, wrote a satirical guide to seduction (Seductio ad Absurdum). In 1930 she turned up in the Belgian Congo wearing shorts and pith helmet, and wrote a book about it (With Naked Foot). After a spell as a reporter in London, footloose Emily's flight from the domestic atmosphere of Winnetka took her in 1935 to newspaper work in Shanghai and an unconventional apartment in the city's red-light district. She stayed in the Orient...
...that time mortar and artillery shells were dropping on the slender beachhead every 30 seconds. Colonel Crowe covered his chest wound with his poncho, covered his face with his helmet. A shell fragment tore through the poncho, pierced his chest in two more places. Five other fragments hit him in the left arm and shoulder, another in the right leg. A sliver tore off his thumbnail. A doctor who examined him said, "Not much chance...