Word: marshaled
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...plight of the Biafrans rekindled his sympathies for the outgunned and inspired an improbable, wildly romantic scheme: to marshal pilots and planes and create an instant air force for the planeless Biafrans. Last week, as the Biafran rebellion against Nigeria neared its second anniversary, Von Rosen and his flyers attacked the Nigerian airport at Benin, reported damage to one MIG and several civilian planes sitting on the ground. That raid and two earlier forays, which damaged British- and Russian-made Nigerian planes at Enugu and Port Harcourt, eased the pressure on Biafra's landing strip at Uli. With...
Alan M. Zaslavsky '69 said last night that he and other seniors had asked University Marshal William G. Anderson last week if he would add such a speaker. Anderson had decided not to, but he told Zaslavsky that he would refer the matter to president Pusey and the corporation upon written request from degree candidates...
...previous tries for a Harvard honorary, has maintained a stony silence about the latest rumors. He is reported to be angry at several members of his staff who revealed plans for the impending trip to officials of the mid-June Independence Hog Festival. Truman will not serve as Grand Marshal of the Hog Fest this year, they said...
Death of a Gunfighter might have been as good as its actors. As bone-weary Marshal Frank Patch, Richard Widmark is as legitimate and leathery as a saddle. His mistress (Lena Horne) cannot make a move or a speech that is not correct or elegant; her appearance in this symbol-minded film sadly recalls a 13-year absence from Hollywood. Like the High Lama in Lost Horizon, Widmark and Horne seem at once endlessly old and miraculously preserved, as if they were waiting for a revelation. Death of a Gunfighter is not it. In a town settling into the 20th...
...Where that big fat lazy bastard at?" Booker-T demanded suddenly. "He still inside? Fats! Get out here, man!" Just then, Fats Houston, a tremendous man of maybe 300 pounds, waddled through the door of Buster's in his elaborate Grand Marshal's uniform and blew a burst on his silver whistle...