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Thursday broke with a heavy overcast, darkened in patches by rain squalls. The sun tried to pierce the vapors, and a rainbow appeared. At the end of the rain bow, as the seaward-looking Chamorros saw it, were most of the U.S. Fifth Fleet and 'the ships of the Third Amphibious Group under round-faced, round-bellied Rear Admiral Richard L. Conolly. At the end of the rainbow, as the shoreward-looking U.S. seamen and assault troops saw it, was the airstrip on Orote Peninsula...
...organized by Kenneth S. Magoon, ex-commodore of the Cottage Park Yacht Club, now a TR lieutenant (j.g.). Lieut. Magoon's flotilla has grown from 100 to 600 volunteers. Most of Magoon's flotilla patrol the Massachusetts beaches, stepping thoughtfully around lovers, eyes beamed seaward for flares, boats in distress, enemy submarines. Chunky, energetic Lieut. Magoon resents the intrusion of his State St. importing business on the long hours he devotes...
...Alone among the dead, he jumped out, was carried seaward by a swift tide. When he finally did reach another boat and hauled himself into it, he found only dead marines there. He stayed with the dead all night. Next morning he was close to being shot for a Jap: during the night the enemy had swum to disabled landing craft and were using them as machine-gun nests. Not until Tarawa's third day did Bundy finally get ashore...
...their freedom and those who regard every one of the 31 States that clutter up Europe from the Bay of Biscay to the Pripet Marshes as being an integral part of a cultural and spiritual entity. Underneath every other battle for the soul of Europe, the fight between the seaward-looking peoples and the continental landmass peoples rages unchecked...
...Author Oppenheim was born at the right time, he made the same mistake as his age-he did not die at the right time. Shortly before Neville Chamberlain began commuting to Germany, Oppenheim and his wife bought the Domaine of Notre Dame, a small, hill-hugging, seaward-looking piece of Provence which they had long loved and where they expected to end their days. They were growing old. Then something happened which would never happen in a well-contrived Oppenheim novel-the Nazis swarmed into northern France. The refugees swarmed into southern France. It was like a badly directed...