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...first time the list included women: dark-haired Mary Ellen Leary, political reporter for the San Francisco News, and blond Charlotte Louise Fitz Henry, Chicago night trunk-wire editor for the Associated Press. Others: Robert Joseph Manning, Washington U.P. staffman; Ben Yablonky, PM foreign news rewrite man; Cary Robertson, the Louisville Courier-Journal's Sunday editor; Arthur Wallace Hepner, St. Louis Post-Dispatch reporter; James Batal, OWI feature writer; Richard Edgar Stockwell, Minneapolis's WCCO-CBS associate news editor; Frank West Hewlett, United Press war correspondent; Leon Svirsky, TIME'S science editor...
...ROBERTSON STRAWN...
...Never Thought . . ." Riding in one of the cars, Pfc. Joe L. Vaughan of Greenville, S.C. mumbled abashedly to Sergeant Olan E. Robertson of Tallapoosa, Ga. (who has seen 52 months of service): "I never thought I'd come back at all . . . . I'll never forget this...
...Then Robertson decided on bold action. He and his men strode confidently out in the open, toward a German-blown bridge whose twisted girders offered a precarious footway across the river. The Russians decided that only Americans would do such a thing. While Robertson's party picked its way over the girders, two Russian officers scrambled out from the eastern end. In the center, only a few feet over the swift-running water, the men of Eisenhower and the men of Stalin met. Robertson slapped a Russian leg and cried: "Hello, Tovarish! Put it there...
Feasting & Toasting. The Russians took the four Yanks into their camp on the east bank, where they were beamed at, saluted, backslapped, plied with wine and German schnapps, sumptuously fed. Robertson arranged with the commander to send a delegation across the river to meet U.S. higher-ups. Colonel Charles M. Adams, commanding the 273rd, greeted the delegation at his regimental headquarters, then started out for the Russian camp at two o'clock in the morning, with a platoon in ten jeeps. When they arrived at six, there was more grinning, saluting, backslapping, feasting and toasting...