Word: sailor
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...plugs for John E. Green, the second mate, and Captain Cronin. They were the two most popular officers that I have ever seen on a ship. . . . An example of how Captain Cronin is capable of quelling trouble and solving problems without creating unnecessary ill feeling: One day a troublesome sailor, who hated the cook seemingly for no other reason than the cook was a Greek, swept into the captain's office and wanted to know how much it would cost to bust up the galley. Much to the troublemaker's amazement, the "Old Man" sat down and seriously...
...smoldering Balkans, then on to Turkey, Syria, Palestine. With the British forces in Egypt he covered the Italian drive on Sidi Bârrani. Later he flew with the R. A. F. on bombing missions, toured the Mediterranean on a British cruiser. (Respectful tars christened him "Barnacle Barnes, the Sailor.") When Mussolini's invincible troops invaded Greece, Ralph Barnes boarded a British warship, sailed for Athens...
Fletcher Martin was born in Colorado, son of an ambulant small-town newspaper man who made him a journeyman printer at 12. At 15, Fletcher Martin ran away, has been on the loose ever since. As a lumberman, harvester and sailor, he discovered art by drawing dirty pictures for his pals. He joined the Navy to get three squares a day, became a top-notch boxer, began painting seriously when he got out in 1926. Settling in California, he rapidly won museum awards, Federal mural jobs; had one-man shows in Los Angeles and in San Diego...
Fighting-chinned Bert Lytell, now 55, made his New York debut in 1914 with Marie Dressier in A Mix-Up. During World War I he toured U. S. cities on a tank, selling Liberty bonds, while Singer Harry Richman, then a sailor, bawled The Rose of No Man's Land. In Manhattan Lytell may often be seen, inside three sweat shirts, circling the Central Park reservoir. Oldtime matinee idolizers often say that Bert Lytell's profile hasn't changed in 20 years. It hasn...
...From Brunsbüttel to Borkum two Englishmen poked a seven-tonner between the shifting Frisian sands and into Imperial Germany's British-invasion preparations. No ordinary spy story, this is a reprint of a soundly calked yarn of pre-World War I days. To the small-boat sailor its puzzle of channels and fog is better than any cadaver by the mizzen...