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...police ("They think I have a machine that spits M.P.s," groused one provost marshal), he cop-tered to the U.S.S. Benewah, flagship of River Flotilla 1 anchored off the Delta, to pass out Purple Hearts and news from home. "Who won the Minne sota-Michigan game?" asked a Minnesota sailor. "We took them 20 to 15," grinned Old Gopher Humphrey. Jetting up to Phu Bai, a small Marine outpost near the embattled DMZ, he boarded a transport plane for a look at Con Thien and Dong Ha. Circling at 1,500 feet, he Watched Marine artillery fire slam the Communist...
Beneath his double disguise as biographer and historian, Samuel Eliot Morison, 80, is really a frustrated epic poet who writes a kind of factual legend celebrating the archetypal figure of the Great Sailor. With Pulitzers flying from his yardarms for biographies of Columbus and John Paul Jones, Morison has now given chase to a third incarnation of the Great Sailor-and by his own standards, has come up luffing...
...took a crew of ten men and, with whatever magic it is that certain leaders have, coaxed perfection out of each of them. Bus's defeat at the hands of Corny was proof not that Corny was better than Bus, but only that he was the only sailor in Bus's class...
Sandy, then and still, belches throughout rehearsals. "Gigantic belches," recalls Burton. "I mean enormous ones, like a drunken sailor. Elizabeth is also a good belcher, so they had competitions, but Sandy nearly always won for number and volume." Musing over Dennis the Retired Menace last week while shooting an adaptation of Tennessee Williams' Milk Train in Sardinia, Richard and Elizabeth seemed about to replay Edward Albee's "Get the Guest." Then Liz turned to Richard and purred: "It's awful, dear, but I'm afraid we just can't find anything nasty to say about...
...dress was worth protecting; it was just another tent. After finishing, she wiped the napkin across her mouth. No need to freshen her lipstick; she wore no makeup. Then she strode out in her beat-up pumps-and as if on cue, heads turned, cars slowed, and a sailor rushed up at flank speed. "You're in the movies, aren't you?" he asked. "But I can't remember your name." Said she: "Who, me? You must be kidding...