Word: shea
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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John James Shea of Springfield and Kirkland House was elected captain of the rifle team yesterday. Shea was fifth man on the team this season with an average of 262. The team met mostly state colleges; they won five and lost eight meets. One of the victories was against Yale...
...grilling, begun by the chief and continued by such weird characters as a German waiter, brought in because the chief thought he spoke English, lasted all night. At 3 a.m., U.S. Consul General Kenneth Yearns appeared. At dawn, Shea and McCombe were taken to Precinct Station 7, a shabby post on the other side of town, where three burly characters steered them into separate rooms. The consul general went off for help...
After 25 Hours. Hours later, an inspector announced what Shea and McCombe had been expecting. He had orders to confiscate McCombe's pictures. Two plainclothes detectives took Shea to the TIME office in the First National Bank of Boston building. There Shea was forced to turn over McCombe's films. The cops also demanded Shea's files-"not everything, but just that touching on La Prensa and politics." Shea refused. The cops, with the all-important films in hand, relented...
After that, Shea and McCombe, denied food all day, were subjected to a series of stumbling interrogations. Just before dusk, two cops piled them into a car and tore across town in a nightmare ride to Station 22. There, Shea and McCombe got food at last-and more grilling. At 1:30 a.m., after 25 hours of examination, the questioning ended. Shea and McCombe were taken to police headquarters...
...Police Chief Arturo Bertollo. Smilingly he offered two choices: appeal the verdict, meanwhile staying in jail, or sign a paper on his desk and receive in return a presidential pardon, which he was empowered to issue forthwith. The paper was a statement acknowledging the accusation but not their guilt. Shea and McCombe signed. Then, with Juan Peron's "pardon," they walked out into the daylight of Buenos Aires...