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...camera then pans to a table that appears to be laden with an assortment of possessions belonging to the POWs: credit cards, keys, magazine for a rifle, wallet, papers, helmet, and pens...
...Last weekend, in a tranquil suburb 35 miles from Washington DC, a volunteer fireman's car was burgled, and his badge, helmet and radio were stolen. A couple of years ago, says Master Detective Dennis Mangan of the Prince William County, Va. Police, "we wouldn't have thought anything about it. Now we look at things differently. We have a detective assigned to the Joint Terrorism Task Force, and anything that's remotely suspicious, we send them the report." Two days earlier, a Fairfax County policeman's car, containing his badge and jacket, had been stolen in Prince William County...
...cramped and hot inside a light armored vehicle (LAV). Wearing a flak vest and helmet, and a belt hung with weapon, flashlight, knife and gas mask, a Marine has just enough room to slide into his seat. The commander sits behind a thermal eyepiece, surrounded by metal and wires and the photo his girlfriend gave him when he left a few weeks ago. To his left is the gunner, whose job is to feed in rounds, making sure they don't tangle. Below and ahead but out of sight unless he leans back so far he is lying almost flat...
...Lithuanian name, BUT an American imperative: Johnny, unite us! Every Sunday afternoon from 1956 to 1972, Johnny U. laced up his black cleats to mid-calf, put his helmet on over his signature flattop (so square you could balance a playbook on it) and gathered the city of Baltimore to watch the birth of modern football. While the rest of the National Football League was scrumming its way forward a few yards at a time, Unitas threw precise, elegant passes that proved how beautiful the game could be. Unitas' greatest triumph was marching the Colts to a sudden-death victory...
...begins. "What was the Prodigal Son doing when he left home?" the 26-year-old minister asks a swarm of giggling children, age 5 and older. As they ponder the answer, he takes a spaghetti strainer out of a sack stuffed with Bibles and turns it into a spiky helmet by filling its holes with nails facing outward. Then he places the metal headgear on a nervous volunteer. A child shouts out the correct answer--"Feeding pigs!"--and, as a reward, gets to aim water balloons at the newly anointed human porcupine...