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Shortly after 8 o'clock on Sunday night, Staff Sergeant Matthew C. McKeon, favoring a pulled leg muscle, limped into the barracks of Platoon 71 at the U.S. Marine Corps Recruit Depot, Parris Island, S.C. As the shaven-headed Marine boots popped to attention, McKeon gazed coldly around and snapped: "Fall out in two minutes." The men-mostly 17-and 18-year-olds-grabbed for their caps and fatigue jackets, scrambled for the door, formed outside the barracks. Lean, usually soft-spoken Matt McKeon, 31, rapped out a crisp command and, using a broomstick for support on his lame...
...Desserts. As Parris Island drill instructors go, McKeon had been gentle with the clumsy, eager boots of Platoon 71, whom he supervised as junior D.I. under saltier, tougher-talking Staff Sergeant E. H. Huff. It was McKeon's first platoon after graduation from drill instructors' school, and he aimed to make it the honor outfit of the famed Parris Island boot camp. He encouraged the lads when they shot low scores on the rifle range ("Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it"); he patiently repeated his drill instructions until even the dullest could...
McKeon reached the edge of Ribbon Creek-some 3,700 ft. from the platoon's barracks-shortly after 8:30 p.m. The tide, with its strong current, was rising. McKeon stepped from the mudbank into the chill (58°) water and turned upstream, hugging the shoreline. Turning, he called out: "Everybody O.K.?" Behind him, the marching column was floundering. Again he shouted: "Everybody O.K.?" The answer came loud: "No!" Men were deep in the mud; Recruit Raymond Delgado yelled that he was up to his chest in the muck. McKeon turned to Recruit John Michael Maloof and ordered...
...Please!" This one represented, in effect, most of the population of the U.S. in the form of 250 reporters, photographers and movie and television cameramen. Because it was raining on deck, Grace appeared for her press conference in the Pool Café room, flanked by five pressagents and a platoon of cops. The room was packed from wall to wall. Quickly she was backed into a corner, with cameras and newsmen inches from her face...
...chaise longue, Actress Cornell, 58, seemed too old for her role, but with her first big speech captured a youthful intensity that was an optical as well as an acting triumph. Henry Daniell gave one of his best performances, as a father tyrannical enough to cow a platoon of rebellious children, and in one searing moment-when he harshly kissed his fluttery niece, Bella-suggested the Freudian horrors that were revealed in the last act. Anthony Quayle made a Byronesque lover as Robert Browning, but his part was badly crippled by the playwright's trick of never permitting...