Word: loneliest
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Tough, canny Mr. Cohu, World War I flyer and ex-board chairman of Northrop Aircraft Inc., lost no time in swinging his new broom-and his ax. He spent so much time flying from one TWA office to another that a TWA underling quipped: "The loneliest place in the company is the president's office in Kansas City...
...Loneliest Night. The first refugee came down the Vigour's gangplank peacefully. They kept coming for three hours. British soldiers helped them carry their bundles. Then, suddenly, in one of the holds refugees broke into their song Going Home ("Never say that we are treading our last path, our grey days will become sunny days . . ."), and refused to budge. The British soldiers tried to push or carry them off the boat. They got tougher with some recalcitrants, but the British later declared that casualties had been negligible...
Down the gangplank the Tommies dragged kicking, screaming, spitting men & women. As one soldier felled a refugee a call went out for doctors. Throughout, the loudspeaker kept relaying jazz music. One selection: Saturday Night Is the Loneliest Night of the Week. Aboard the trains to Poppendorf Camp, refugees crowded around the windows, crying...
Threshold of Silence. All the great creators are lonely travelers. For their vocation and their plight, one of the loneliest frontiers of modern science-jet propulsion-has found an accurate metaphor. They are commissioned (but at their own risk) to cross the supersonic thresholds of the mind-the point at which the familiar sound-lengths of human life dissolve into inhuman silence. If they pass the barrier of dissolution, they may investigate in uncompetitive privacy the mysteries inaudible to the other minds. If they can recross the sonic sill, alive and sane, they may report what they have experienced...
...months during the war, Technical Sergeant Levine did clerical work in one of the loneliest spots in the world, an Army base on Ascension Island in mid-Atlantic. On the side he painted a Crucifixion for the Catholic chapel. Says he: "The boys needed something to look at on that pile of slag...