Word: redness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Alfred Maximilian Gruenther, 59, president of the American Red Cross, longtime Eisenhower Chief of Staff, friend and bridge partner. Highly successful in his own right as one of Ike's successors in NATO, West Pointer ('19) Gruenther has only one thing working against him: West Pointer ('15) Eisenhower is reluctant to have a Secretary of State who is also a retired military professional...
Working through the night, Red Cross, Civil Defense, police and other rescue groups dug hundreds of survivors from the wreckage. By daylight the city turned a weary, sad eye on the results: 21 dead, more than 300 injured, 1,800 families left homeless, 1,725 buildings damaged. Total storm cost: $12 million...
...Rusty Red Dog. Despite the billion tons of rich bituminous coal still underground, conveyors and tipples are being sold for scrap metal; white-frame company towns such as Red Bud, Golden Ash and Kenvir are boarded up and rotting; in Closplint and Punkin Center, streets rust-colored from a half century of "red dog"-slate and clinker dust-are quiet and deserted. Miners who could afford to have gone off to Paducah, Louisville, Cincinnati or even Chicago. Others, who could not, are in worse trouble than in the Depression '30s. In Kenvir (pop. 800), where the Peabody Coal...
...talk in the official National Defense Review, outlining their new mission. The Soviet bloc, wrote Ely, is not necessarily as monolithic as it looks. Already, he declared, "Russia, in its endeavors to catch up with American industrial and scientific developments, is moving toward a similar structure." If Red China persists in driving toward "true-blue Communism," the day might come when, between the Chinese threat and "a shift toward the old mystic spiritualism of the Slavs," a Christianized and "Americanized Russia . . . might return to the Western camp...
...Skipton boasts a Corvo-like title: Bulgarian "Knight of the Most Noble Order of SS, Cyril and Methodius." He scorns everything in creation save the Creator and his saints, spends prissy hours washing and tidying himself like an obsessed cat. rewrites his latest "masterpiece" endlessly in green, black and red inks. His belly swings interminably between empty and half-full, but his attitude to foes and benefactors alike is unvarying: "I will take your money without a pang; my pride has nothing to do with...