Word: roar
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...there was a point to the pageant engulfing them as they swept from city to town to farm: the U.S., though waxing so prosperous as to create an image of a promised land, is nonetheless energized as never before by its electricity of change. Complacency is stifled in the roar of dozers driving thruways, of cranes lifting the beams for new skyscrapers, of furnaces belching out more steel, of rockets soaring to dizzy heights. Clearly there is in the U.S. of 1956 no lack of interest in the search for the New America. But if there seems to be little...
...estimate a regiment." Moments later the Israelis struck in three forces, swarming over two village National Guard outposts and bayoneting the defenders, advancing with halftracks against their main objective, the Husan police fortress commanding the Jerusalem-Bethlehem road. After a bitter fight, they dynamited the fort with a roar heard in Jerusalem 20 miles away...
...Chief of Staff Maxwell D. Taylor the blue-and-red standards of the famous "Screaming Eagles"-the 101st Airborne Division of World War II. In front of the reviewing stand perched a bald eagle, hastily acquired from a South Carolina zoo. Unused to the rocket blast and the plane roar, it had battered itself against its cage all day. Now, as the troops massed, the bands blared, and the colors were handed over, it rested hooded and bound on its perch, its right wing trailing downward. Not once did it scream...
Missing Line. In the show last week the men of the 101st-many of them veterans of the World War II outfit-turned out with a roar to show off their skills. The high point of the day was the firing of an Honest John rocket, which set off a simulated atomic blast. The rocket launcher, however, was borrowed; a fact which symptomized one of the joist's current ills. It has yet to get much of its equipment...
...darkness one day last week, an Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway mail train pulled off the main line and onto a siding about five miles south of the little cattle town of Springer, N. Mex., to let the Santa Fe's Los Angeles-bound streamliner, the Chief, roar past. As the mail train slid to a stop, Fireman Pete Camilo Caldarelli, 44, climbed down out of the locomotive and walked through the chill desert air to a switch up ahead. The job he had to do was one he had done many times in the past: stand...