Word: planes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...With me were no less than 17 other visitors, all more important than I. So I decided to try a desparate strategem. I entered the bedroom, closed the door behind me, and stalked into the inner chamber. "Fidel," I declared, in a voice that I hope sounded convincing, "my plane back to the states leaves in exactly one hour. (It actually was to leave the next morning.) May I have just five minutes of your time...
Under a line of umbrellas held aloft by soldiers in dress blues, the President of the U.S. walked briskly along a red carpet toward the presidential plane Columbine III. Down from the aircraft stepped another President: scholarly Arturo Frondizi, first Argentine chief of state ever to visit the U.S. Ike and Secretary of State John Foster Dulles greeted the visitor with warm handshakes, and Dulles' wife Janet smilingly handed Sefiora Elena de Frondizi a bouquet of red roses. Then, in keeping with the printed "Inclement Weather Plan" of the State Department's think-of-everything protocol section, visitors...
From the far corners of the globe this week the elite of the Marxist world converged on Moscow for the 21st Congress of the Communist Party of the U.S.S.R. Red China's Chou En-lai arrived by plane, leaving Mao and the rest of the Chinese leadership behind, obviously preoccupied. In Chou's wake moved lesser lights, ranging from East Germany's Walter Ulbricht down to James Jackson, the U.S. Communist Party's secretary for Southern and Negro affairs...
Because of fog -"the last thing we expected to see in New Delhi" -the royal plane was two hours late, but Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, proved well worth the wait. As beaming Prime Minister Nehru looked on at the airport, waves of schoolgirls swept up to the handsome visitor to hang garlands of marigolds about his neck. The prince made a mock stagger under the weight of the flowers. "I feel like a bullock with all these garlands," he shouted, and the crowd roared with laughter. When some children began playfully pelting him with blossoms, he pelted right back...
...America." At week's end, with an entourage of 35 bearded bodyguards, Castro flew off to Caracas for another spell of the mass worship he adores. Roaring over the city at 500 ft. in a Super Constellation, Castro broadcast his excited impressions over a hookup linking the plane's transmitter to Radio Continente in Caracas: "I am speechless from the panorama. As we fly over the mountains I get the impression that I am in the Sierra Maestra." Venezuelans, who loyally supported the Castro cause during the long fight against the tyrant Batista, yelled their cheers...