Word: shrimps
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Under the supervision of Ivan Alexander, Magnolia's exploration chief, four full-fledged geologists and two technicians practiced skin diving until they could pass the Navy's test for frogmen. Then, led by Dr. Daniel Feray, they embarked on the Gulf in a converted shrimp boat, went overboard and flapped along the bottom. Working in water up to 65 ft. deep off eastern Texas, they picked up samples of sediments, gathered sea creatures, e.g., sand dollars and mud-living worms, and studied the growth of marine vegetation. They pursued and captured in glass jars the bubbles of natural...
James Hord, a cantankerous Texan of 49, made a comfortable living operating two Gulf coast shrimp boats. A stern, touchy man, he insisted that people address him by his World War II title, captain. Ten years ago Captain Hord and his wife began to spend summers near Creede (pop. 503), in southwestern Colorado. Last year they bought a homesite and built a luxurious chink-log cabin with a big living room, two bedrooms, picture window and a two-car garage...
Hurricane Alice, first of the 1954 season, was gentle as hurricanes go. She barely reached hurricane velocity (80 m.p.h.), and the blow did little damage other than beaching a few shrimp boats in the Gulf of Mexico. But when she moved inland over parched southwest Texas, her humid clouds cascaded rain in torrents never before recorded. On eroded land, where 1 in. of rain can mean a flash flood, as much as 22 in. fell last week. It was disaster...
Normalcy and fear. The danger to Hanoi was scarcely visible. The streets were still chockablock with cyclos (cycle taxis, 14? a ride). Shrimp and snail vendors crouched behind their tiny stalls clacking metal scissors-the noisy symbol of their trade. Almond-skinned girls in straw hats and pajamalike silk costumes strolled hand-in-hand to school, and at midnight there was the customary flood of drunken soldiers and giggling tarts as the taxi-dance joints closed down...
...lives stubbornly by whim and base instinct. The more Pierre tries to discipline Xaviere, the more apt she is to turn up at the wrong place at the wrong time, or to keep an appointment for an intellectual talk at a sidewalk cafe loaded down with a bag of shrimp and bananas...