Word: moon
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Only 35 miles east of Phoenix, Superstition Mountain rises dull red and sheer from the sunbaked Arizona wasteland with its yucca, saguaro, greasewood and ocotillo. In that land Geronimo, Cochise and their Apaches once roamed, and Superstition Mountain gave them hiding. When the moon is right, its beams shine through two notches flanking a spike of rock called Weaver's Needle. Some say the moonlight points to the location of the Lost Dutchman's gold mine, where men have sought wealth for more than a century-and died in the seeking...
...Guion, skipper of Kiowa, and Lieut, (j.g.) Raymond E. Foy, a Navy frogman, described the sight. Said Guion: "It looked like an extremely large shooting star, very white and blinking. It was a little sun falling down." Said Foy: "The light was a lot more intense than the moon. It was almost painful to look directly at it.'' The meteor flared through the sky, disappeared behind a cloud bank, blazed forth below. It slowed down, dimming its light and blooming two parachutes, dropped into the sea about five miles from Kiowa. This was what the tug, along with...
...rocketeer, German-born Wernher von Braun, cast a scientific eye on Cinemactor Curt Jurgens, showed German-born JÜrgens a replica of the nose cone of the Army's Pioneer III lunar probe, which soared more than a third of the way to the moon last December. Then the pair chatted amiably about JÜrgens' role as Von Braun in a film biography to be titled / Aim at the Stars...
...World in his crystal ball (1932), he borrowed the name soma for his panacea: "There is always soma, delicious soma, half a gram for a half-holiday, a gram for a weekend, two grams for a trip to the gorgeous East, three for a dark eternity on the moon." That was 600 years hence, in the 7th century After Ford...
...sound, like ads for Rosicrucianism ("large increments of love are released that are fermenting in the Fertile Void"). What emerges is an allegory on whatever the reader chooses-the perversity of man, the bright illusion of love, the red-eyed aurochs of war. Dotted throughout the book are moon-mad digressions-a plan to enroll farm boys in the Joy Scouts of America, hike them into Harlem for instruction in reefer rolling; a 14-page hypothesis, mostly in verse, on why Ireland is underpopulated (it wasn't the snakes, Goodman theorizes, that nearsighted St. Patrick banished...