Word: sheeting
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Barehanded, the workers dug deeper into the rubble?until four bodies had been uncovered. The head and shoulder of one child had been completely blown off. The remains were covered with shrouds and carried out to waiting ambulances. A youth rushed forward, lifted a sheet and wailed: "This is my sister! My God ? she's dead...
Yale Seminar. Simon has often mystified the business community-and sometimes angered it-but his career has its own internal logic. He left the University of California before graduating to set up his own sheet metal business, used his profits to buy a bankrupt orange juice company in Fullerton, Calif. He sold it to an old-line private-label packer called Hunt Brothers, then quickly moved in on Hunt and took over. During the World War II food shortage, he made lasting enemies of many wholesalers and grocery chains by stopping Hunt's longtime private-label canning for them...
...could not bear to look at them." To many he was "a central figure of evil." Ward, added the Guardian, was not a victim of hypocrisy, but a "victim of his own impulses, which led him into many squalid crimes, not all of them mentioned in the official charge sheet. There ought to be compassion for a doomed criminal, but no support for any myth about his being a 'martyr,' and nothing but contempt for those who try to encourage such a myth...
...Mills found that the locomotive and the first two cars had been uncoupled. He was ordered to proceed slowly up the track, leaving the 65 postal clerks in the abandoned cars unaware that anything was wrong. After about half a mile, a white blur emerged - it was a white sheet stretched between poles. "Here it is!" cried one bandit, and ordered Mills to halt atop Bridego Bridge. A truck waited below. The masked mobsters meanwhile had broken into the High Value coach, forced the five unarmed postal clerks to lie face down in a corner. Emptying the coach...
Cries in the Ruins. Despite the disorder, Pilot Blagojevic's plane took off for Belgrade on schedule, with the stewardess wearing a bed sheet because she had lost all her clothes. Below him Blagojevic could see the red eyes of kindling fires shining through the dust cloud hanging over the city, but at least he could no longer hear the cries of the injured trapped in the ruins...