Word: lifeguards
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...victims did not respond very well to cold compresses, commonly used in cold-water immersion cases. More effective was hot water, which the investigators have recommended to U.S. lifeguard and rescue services...
...group of sailors was standing in the stern of the W. D. Anderson, chewing the fat about foreign ports. One of them, Frank Leonard Terry, was a strong swimmer; he used to be a lifeguard. When the torpedo hit, he jumped overboard at once, without a life belt, while the rest hesitated. A billowing tower of fire and smoke swallowed the ship, and fire spread over the water. In the icy water Sailor Terry stripped off his clothes and swam hard for an hour, to get away from the fire. He could feel the heat of it on the back...
Gilbert Wright, now a writer, used to be a cowpuncher, a lifeguard, a utility technician, a tutor. Born 38 years ago in Kansas, he graduated (1925) from the University of California, where he studied physics and mathematics. He taught math at a military academy for a year, took to writing short stories. Unwilling to capitalize on his father's fame, he used the pseudonym of "John Le Bar." Liberty found out who he was some years ago; since then he has signed his own name to his fiction...
Favorite for the title was a onetime Michigan lifeguard, Russell Hoogerhyde, 31, who, after winning in 1930, 1931, 1932 and 1934, retired to build up a profitable Chicago business in what true toxophilites call their "tackle." Hoogerhyde's proficiency with a bow & arrow really started in 1929 when he decided his form was bad. He shot 1,000 arrows a day for six months while slowly changing his arrow "anchor" grip from just behind his ear to under his jaw. Last week Hoogerhyde's rivals on the firing line were archers like Dr. Robert P. Elmer, the Wayne...
...lifeguard on the prow of the nearer launch dove as the body appeared, floating head down in the water like a rug over a clothesline. Rescued and aboard the launch the dare-devil diver regained consciousness, complained of chills. Then he discovered that his back was broken, his body paralyzed from the waist down. With him in the boat were his wife, his mother, the lifeguard, and reporters and photographers from the San Francisco Examiner. There was no doctor. Bad enough-but then the launch's engine refused to start...