Word: northeast
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...sentimental journey. First Ronnie (Roddy McDowall) and the empire builder fall out over Rochester, N.Y. The old codger insists that it is "a State somewhat northeast of the New England Colony." The boy knows better, and says so. Then his sister, Sheila (Peggy Ann Garner), gets trainsick, throws up for miles until the Paris train is stopped by the advancing Nazis. Soon Rose (Fleurette Zama) joins the party-at Ronnie's invitation. Snorts Woolley: "I do not propose to become the Mecca for every unfortunate child...
Twenty miles northeast of Rome, on a 600-acre farm where his parents once worked as slaves, lives shy, greying Roland Hayes, 55, who earned as high as $100,000 a year when he was the world's greatest Negro tenor. The farm is wealthy Tenor Hayes's proudest possession. He calls it Angelmo (a word he coined from angel and mother), parcels it out among other Negro families to teach them the joys of independence. Among the neighborhood whites he is respected; he gives one charity concert a year in nearby Calhoun...
With captured British and U.S. tanks, freshly swastika-daubed, sprinkled among his two German and one Italian armored divisions, Rommel crossed the border south of Sidi Omar, sent one prong northeast through Sidi Barràni, one prong east and one southeast, jabbing at the British covering forces ahead...
...only a good harbor but some flat land for airfields. The busy little Japs were under cover of Aleutian fog, and probably building air and submarine bases, emplacing anti-aircraft guns, sneaking in shells, bombs and torpedoes. Apparently anticipating a Japanese move east to Atka Island and northeast to the Pribilof Islands, the Army announced the evacuation of 550 natives to southeastern Alaska...
Outside historic Petersburg some 800 hog-dirty, dog-tired soldiers of the 1st Battalion, 8th Quartermaster Training Regiment were sleeping soundly. A soft north-northeast breeze fanned the damp air; the lonely flashlight of a patrolling officer threaded the dark Virginia night; somewhere a mongrel pup howled plaintively. Suddenly came the long, heart-chilling shriek of dive-bombers, the rattle of machine guns, the dull, stomach-curdling thud of high explosives. Over the camp rolled clouds of black, evil-smelling smoke. Up went a cry: "Gas! Gas! Gaaaasss!" Out of their tiny olive-green tents tumbled soldiers, stuffing heads into...