Word: raines
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...moved among the bodies lifting wallets, ammunition and weapons, Shockey played dead-through no fewer than six searches. Other North Viet namese fanned out through the jungle, looking for the five men who had slipped through the fire. "Come out, G.I.s," they shouted, "we want you." As a heavy rain swept down and the shouts drew closer, the five made a pact. "We won't surrender, right?" whispered Sergeant Willie Glaspie. "To the finish," agreed Sergeant Francisco Pablo. But the North Vietnamese gave up the search and cleared...
...cried when I saw our dead." Of the 26 platoon members, only Shockey and seven others survived. A few hours later, a chaplain arrived for a special Mass. "The smell of death was still in the air," Pablo recalls. "Spent shells were all around. And the blood had been rain-washed pink." Two days later, Pablo and Glaspie volunteered for another helicopter-infantry assault. "We ain't unlucky," Glaspie shrugged. "This is just...
...land surface is cultivated today, because the rest is mostly too hot, cold, dry, wet or steep. Man's food supply is adequate only in the cool temperate zone, where grow most of the grains and soybeans that supply 60% of human energy. Crops in tropical rain forests are still grown as the Mayan Indians grew them 20 centuries ago: by burning off a tract, tilling it three years, then abandoning...
...with a prosperous practice, the father of Little Little Ed-and a man who sometimes wonders sadly if he will really find salvation through his hobby: hand-hewing baseball bats. Author Newman's sentences are almost too elegant; his suburban lanes go "wandering, gutterless, glistening in heat or rain, taking gasping names-forged Indian, appropriated Anglo-Saxon, elated misnomers." His satire, however, is subtle and precise, as when he sums up his hero in one exquisitely sly little slide-away line: "I never had a chance to be a stranger myself...
Though a light rain and jet sky gave the thickly planted court the macabre air of a Hawthorne novel, some 100 persons turned out to mark Herbert Hoover's birthday (Aug. 10, 1874), the annexation of Hawaii (Aug. 12, 1898), and the patenting of the washing machine (Aug. 9, 1910). There was little else to celebrate...