Word: noncom
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...built-in knack for getting into trouble (when he is detailed to beat carpets for the sergeant major's wife, she offers herself to him on a carpet just as her husband comes along). Inevitably, he is a butt for all the sadistic tricks that a bullying noncom can devise. He is brought to the brink of suicide...
Company K observes all the antiheroic conventions of the between-wars decades; yet Author March (full name: William Edward March Campbell) was himself a Marine Corps noncom.* wounded three times, who won a D.S.C., Navy Cross and Croix de Guerre, and had every right to the bitter pity with which he wrote his novel. Among its 113 characters, every military type is represented-the good soldier, the coward, the goldbrick, the rank-happy shavetail, the lucky and the wound-prone. Each is caught in one lurid moment of his life, as if March had composed by the light...
...three-week smallpox epidemic slowed to a halt after catching 68, killing 14. Among the dead: two infants, a local health official. During the scare, more than 150,000 Bretons were vaccinated, along with all travelers and tourists. Cited as the bearer of the smallpox virus: a French army noncom just back from Indo-China...
...weekends Widmark switches from glowering at recruits to glowering at pretty Elaine Stewart, a crazy, mixed-up kid who cannot stay away from soldiers, apparently because her soldier-husband was killed in Korea. Despite all its predictable moments-Widmark has a fight with another noncom, is nearly shot by one of his resentful recruits, makes a man of the weakling, falls in love with the girl but stays true to the Army-High Ground manages to generate a clumsy, convincing power. But not many ex-soldiers are likely to concede that 16 weeks of basic training -even under such...
...Sept. 2, 1945, less than four months after war's end-and Berlin lay in its ruins. At the door of an apartment on rubble-heaped Kurfürstendamm, a British noncom banged imperatively. A man answered. "Are you Klose?" the noncom demanded. Hans Klose answered yes, and his five-year nightmare began...