Word: nights
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Glaring in the darkness like some colossal firework, a 98-ft. rocket blasted off a launching pad at Cape Canaveral, Fla. one night last week. As it zoomed skyward, trailing a gaudy glow of reds and greens, a watcher in the Canaveral blockhouse gasped out an awed, unscientific tribute: "Isn't she beautiful...
...happen in Deerfield," she said. "It just can't." Like almost everybody else in Deerfield (pop. 10,000), a handsome, new North Shore suburb, June Courington was outraged by a homebuilder's plan to sell roughly one-fifth of an adjacent 51-home development to Negroes. That night her husband joined 600-odd other homeowners in a march on the town board meeting in the grade school gym. There an angry 1½-hour session proved that the problem of integrated housing can be as grim in northern suburbia as anywhere south of the Mason-Dixon line...
...flew only 100 ft. over the Atlantic, at night he climbed to 500 ft. He made hourly radio position reports, saw no other planes or ships, never got sleepy enough to use his stay-awake pills. After 28 hours, he sighted Trinidad off Venezuela, turned up the Antilles toward the U.S., bypassing Cuba ("because I didn't want to get shot down"). He had enough fuel to make it to Los Angeles, but decided to land at El Paso because his jugs were empty and he was parched with thirst. Said he, as he downed a bottle...
Scarcely a month had gone by since 17-year-old William Buie, fireman third class, was transferred from a harbor-bound oiler to a rolling, seagoing Navy destroyer, and ex-Farm Boy (Mulberry, Fla.) Buie was one seasick bluejacket. One night last week, when his ship, U.S.S. Arnold J. Isbell, was rocking along 60 miles southwest of San Diego, Buie went topside to watch a movie. He was still pretty green around the gills, so he wobbled aft to smoke a cigarette. On the port quarter, he leaned over the side. As he leaned, the ship rolled-and over, into...
...from the romantic lead, Vivian Thomas as Yum-Yum, and Benjamin Cox's Nanki-Poo. Miss Thomas bounces onto the stage with her disarming freshness and charm and an outstandingly lovely voice. Cox has just the right voice for this part, and knows how to use it, although last night he sounded a little constrained. The two of them made a very attractive pair, if slightly too all-American for their British pronunciation...