Word: jap
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Later, on Guadalcanal, 4.000 miles away natives found a dazed little Chinese girl who had been bruised and slashed by Jap soldiers. They turned her over to a U.S. Marine outfit, who handed her to their chaplain, Father Gehring. Although Father Gehring spoke eight Chinese dialects, he could not get the child to talk. He decided to name her "White Plum Blossom" and so called her Patsy...
...year ago this week, tough, tobacco-chomping Major Gregory Boyington, U.S.M.C. was a happy man. Pale and skinny from Jap prison rations, he sprawled on a bunk aboard the destroyer escort Reeves anchored in Tokyo Bay. Hero Boyington (26 confirmed planes) had just heard that he had won the Congressional Medal of Honor. He had also eaten his first American food in 20 months-eight eggs, two orders of ham, two helpings of mashed potatoes. He patted his stomach, said, "This is okay. I like...
...term and $600 fine for hit-&-run driving. He had been asleep at the wheel, he said, when his car killed a honeymoon couple a month ago. The fine was paid by an exmarine, who said he was doing it because the showman had sent him parcels in a Jap prison camp. White said his own bankroll was only...
After World War I, big-time tennis counted its blessings and found them many. They were headed by "Big Bill" Tilden and "Little Bill" Johnston, about to begin their famous battles, and behind them were other tennis greats: Kumagae, the lefthanded Jap; Australia's Norman E. Brookes, Vinnie Richards. On the distaff side Suzanne Lenglen, the greatest girl player ever to swing a racket, had just gained control of her strokes, if not her temper. Helen Wills, a poker-faced youngster, was on her way up, copped the U.S. Nationals in 1923. In the tournament lists were names like...
...village square a tired rifleman sits down to eat a can of K-ration cheese. A fully armed Jap suddenly springs from an adjacent house, starts running away. The rifleman puts down the cheese, picks up his rifle, aims, fires twice. "Missed the bastard," he calls out to Valtin, sitting near by; "don't put my name in that book of yours...