Word: shellful
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...most senior assistants, as he showed when he made his decision to withdraw U.S. troops from South Korea. This time Carter went partly along with his advisers' recommendations. He postponed production of the bomb but gave a go-ahead for work on the Lance missile and artillery shell that will deliver...
...fact, teems with furred and feathered creatures. In a generation it has become one of Asia's premier wildlife sanctuaries. When the Korean War ended in 1953, the DMZ, once an area of wooded mountains and fertile farm land, was a wasteland pock-marked with bomb craters and shell holes. But in 25 years those scars have begun to heal. Abandoned rice terraces have turned into marshes, which are a favorite feeding ground for waterfowl. Old tank traps overgrown with weeds serve as cover for rabbits. Untamed thickets provide a refuge for herds of Asian river deer, each...
...American writer--magically realistic. That may be the only way an individual can capture and filter and finally understand the ultimate horror of Vietnam: stripping naked a burnt-out old man to search him for weapons, fishing the Lake Country for fish who don't live in shell craters. Even these vulgarities don't match the ones that flashed on our television screens every night for the better part of a decade--the Saigon police chief with his gun to the head of a suspect, Buddhist monks on fire in the streets of Hue, the little napalmed girl running...
...clouds broke. In fact, it was a beautiful day, the sky an unmarred shell of deep blue, the sunlight too bright, etching the dark green outline of each pine against the snowfields, the air so cold and so clear that the sight of the Indian Peak mountains to the northeast took your breath away. I skied with Jim and Mary Lyn Chapin and Nancy McKey, both friends of Jim's from the time in high school when he joined the Winter Park Junior Ski Patrol. Mary Lyn was a fast skier, as fast as Jim, and she looked the part...
Shortly after Bob's death, Mary Lyn and Jim decided to organize a memorial service. On July 11, about 9 a.m. on a Sunday morning, they held a service in a natural amphitheater atop Flagstaff Mountain, overlooking Boulder. It was a beautiful day, the sky an unmarred shell of deep blue, the sunlight too bright, etching the outline of the city against the verdant farmland to the east. More than a 100 people, all Bob's friends, attended...