Word: raiding
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...raid sends the Japs scurrying and allows Kent to save his skin. One man escapes with him, his young orderly, Anson. The two men make a long hike to safety, but one night, with shells and men screaming around him, Kent puts his arms around Anson. Before Captain Kent's war is over, he has sunk himself in a degrading attachment, killed a man who threatened to expose him, and made a fainthearted try at suicide...
...London, her parents announced that Lieut. Hoyt S. Vandenberg Jr., 23, son of the Air Force chief of staff, had won the hand of Sue Rosannah Johnson, 19, daughter of Major General Leon Johnson, Medal of Honor man (the Ploesti raid) and boss of the Third U.S. Air Force in Britain. They will be married at Mitchel Field, Long Island, after her father takes over his new job as commander of the Continental Air Command...
...shift is 30% lower than it was prewar. A fourth of the Ruhr miners' homes were destroyed during the war. Today one in every ten miners is forced to leave his family in some other part of Germany, while he lives in a barn or an old air-raid shelter near the pits. At the Zollverein mine, near Essen, 1,500 homeless miners live in bleak, clapboard cabins sprawling in the shadow of the pithead. The turnover among them is immense. "They don't budge in winter," said a mine official. "But when the spring comes round...
Lima, Ohio (pop. 49,880) was all set this week for a realistic air-raid test. Twenty-five cops were ready to explode black powder bombs all around the city, ambulances were standing by, and civil-defense workers were waiting to care for the injured. Then the realism got too thick. A bomb exploded prematurely, fatally injuring a policeman. Then another bomb went off ahead of time, and another cop was hurt. An ambulance screaming out on a make-believe run crashed into two cars, sending six victims to the hospital. Because of a mixup, no civil-defense workers were...
Ducked into doorway. Bump into sign. "New England's largest Toyland, This Way." Woman grabs me by the arm. Fat woman. "Oh, excuse me. I thought you were Forsythe. Have you seen a little boy...?" Hear air raid siren at left elbow. Turns out it's not air raid siren at all but little boy. Forsythe. Pick self off floor and get caught up in herd of stampeding gamins. We sweep through the Hopalong Cassidy Corral, Scout Hut, and emerge in a layer of purgatory which Dante, lucky fellow, never visited. Gamins disperse into scouting parties and disappear...