Word: lieing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Nearly all wounded men brought to field and evacuation hospitals go first to "pre-ops" or "shock tents." There they lie pale and uncomplaining in the eerie, khaki shadows of a single string of overhead lights while they absorb whole blood or plasma. Blood is a miraculous strength-giver. In 20 minutes drooping eyelids lift, eyes become clear and focused. Normal color returns, and the men chat with the nurses and ask for a cigaret. Then they go on operating tables, where wounds too horrible to describe get enough patchwork to allow them to go safely to England...
...thought 'Whoever wins the war, God loses it' is a great apostasy. To say we should go back to the old way of living and that our children's children would be called upon to make the same sacrifices as ourselves is a great lie. The cross of Christ taught that life is redeemable and we must, therefore, see that a new world is created, and that old failures are not repeated so that our men would not have died in vain...
...Lie Back and Relax. What such programs can mean to G.I.s was suggested recently by an AFRSman who had helped set up the India network. Said he: "I don't care whether you're a highly educated technical officer or the most ignorant draftee. You're sitting in nowhere after a hard day and you have nothing to read but a couple of old magazines you've read ten times. It's raining solidly, so there aren't any movies. The Indian radio is full of Urdu and Hindustani and that monotonous music which...
University of Pennsylvania's Track Coach Lawson Robertson took swift advantage of this news. Summoning reporters and photographers, he demonstrated a Danish gadget guaranteed to be proof against both nervous sprinters and unskillful starting officials. In front of each runner's marks lie two metal plates connected by wire to the starting gun. Unless every runner has his fingers on his plates the gun cannot be fired...
...from there we were ordered to carry a wounded German on a stretcher across a field under Partisan fire, back to the cemetery headquarters. Partisan bullets sang by and kicked up dust around us. We ducked and crawled and at one point had to drop the stretcher and lie flat. But a German paratrooper behind us, carefully taking cover, prodded us on with his submachine gun. We reached the cemetery unscathed. Here, at about n, I was separated from Talbot, Fowler and Slade. I did not see them again and have not heard what became of them...