Word: laying
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...northern coast of Normandy. They lay 100 miles from the great British ports of Southampton and Portsmouth, a span that no invader had successfully crossed in nearly three centuries. The Allies spent two years turning all of southern Britain into an arsenal and point of departure. They built 163 new airfields. They shipped in 2 million tons of weapons and supplies, 1,500 tanks, mountains of food and fuel. Since the targeted beachfront lacked harbors, Allied engineers built two enormous artificial harbors that could be towed across the Channel and moored in place once the beaches were...
Lieut. Edward Tidrick was hit in the throat when he jumped into the water. Another bullet hit him as he lay on the beach. He gasped out a last command: "Advance with the wire cutters!" There were no wire cutters; they had been lost in the blood-streaked water...
...sort of scared because he almost knocked me over. I told him to be careful and that I didn't think he knew I was really scared. "I know you are but the only way to keep from falling is for you to go about your business while I lay down on the floor here and watch you." I think that's exactly how he said it. I was afraid to leave, so I just kept on taking books down while he laid on the floor and looked up my dress at my underpants...I guess I should have reported...
...last Friday, the "month of the red eyes" was drawing to its long-prayed-for close on Manhattan's West 53rd Street. The sculpture garden was a wilderness. White birches, still in transplantation shock, were leafing out but not in time; stacks of unset paving stones lay everywhere, amid mounds of builders' sand and the plastic-swaddled silhouettes of old friends: Rodin's Balzac, the art nouveau subway entrance, a giant Claes Oldenburg mouse. All through April the museum's governing triumvirate, consisting of its director, Richard Oldenburg, its chairman, William S. Paley...
...fatal medical advice proffered by the physicians they saw first. Estelle Marsicano was scoffed at by her family doctor. "My liver is large too-want to feel it?" he asked. When John Alexion consulted a prominent urologist about his prostate cancer, the patient recalled, "the elderly doctor proceeded to lay a bomb on me. The only procedure he would consider was surgical castration and radical removal of the prostate. I thought, 'Jesus... they're going to turn me into a 6-ft. eunuch!' " At Memorial, however, a surgeon decided on an experimental procedure: inserting capsules of radioactive...