Word: marshaller
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...next table, JoEllen Burton, 25, of Dayton studied a rule book while her husband, Jack, helped field-marshal a 15th century Franco-Austrian war. She too is a war gamer. "It was either that or be alone," she confessed. "I finally decided that it's his hobby, so why not get into it?" War gaming is still a bastion of male chauvinism, apparently; JoEllen's tactful explanation is that "too many men feel uncomfortable unless women are very good at it. The group I'm in at home has been very patient with...
...morning of April 17, 1975, advance units of Cambodia's Communist insurgents, who had been actively fighting the defeated Western-backed government of Marshal Lon Nol for nearly five years, began entering the capital of Phnom Penh. The Khmer Rouge looted things, such as watches and cameras, but they did not go on a rampage. They seemed disciplined. And at first, there was general jubilation among the city's terrified, exhausted and bewildered inhabitants. After all, the civil war seemed finally over, the Americans had gone, and order, everyone seemed to assume, would soon be graciously restored...
...scene was madness. The Cincinnati Reds. The LAST pitch. Zimmer stood fixed, staring stonily from the dugout, a Grand Teutonic field marshal in double-knits. Bill Lee was doing some yoga stretches in the bullpen, singing Hindu chants from the Bhagavad Gita. The lights from downtown Boston flickered off past right field in the glare of ballpark floodlights, the green monster stood impassive...
...exactly 10, Chief Justice Warren Burger stepped from behind the red velvet curtains and entered the courtroom. Eight other black-robed Supreme Court Justices followed as the marshal of the court sang out: "Oyez, oyez, oyez!" and invoked the blessing of God on the "United States and this honorable court." The Justices seemed more solemn than usual...
...occur to me that he was flawed politically until two years later. By that time, we, too, were at war with the Japanese. He had just escaped from Corregidor, was again an American general, not a Philippine field marshal, had been named commander of all U.S. forces in the Southwest Pacific-but with no visible support in troops, ships or supplies. He was indignant. I visited him in his headquarters at Melbourne, Australia. He managed to denounce all at once, Franklin D. Roosevelt, the President; George Catlett Marshall, the regnant chief of staff; Harry Luce, the publisher of my magazine...