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...target area was a fertile quilt of rice fields and palm jungle near the market village of Tan Phu, only ten miles from Saigon. Communist Viet Cong guerrillas not only control the countryside, but can enter the town itself with impunity. They collect both rice and money taxes from the peasants and, in their hidden weapons caches, keep musical instruments and songbooks for use in the evening indoctrination sessions held for the local citizenry...
...openly disputed an umpire's call. The ump's reaction was hilarious-he gaped at Musial, then whirled and thumbed Cardinal Manager Solly Hemus, standing silently to one side, out of the game. In the locker room, a cigar clamped in his caramel-tan face, Musial keeps things relaxed with an endless supply of gentle practical jokes and good-humored cracks. He once told John F. Kennedy: "They tell me I'm too old to play baseball and you're too young to be President. We ought to get together." Playing for Fun. A onetime pitcher...
...playing sandlot ball on the side, Bo grabbed a pitching job with the Class D. Brunswick, Ga., Pirates, a Pittsburgh farm club. The pay: $185 a month. "A ridiculously low price," he says. "But I was looking for some place in the sun, some place I could get a tan. I figured I'd go down there and see what it was like. It was awful-a lousy little hotel room with rubber pancakes for breakfast. So, one day, I went to the manager. I said, 'Look, you're from Pennsylvania. I'm from Jersey...
...three weeks, the National People's Congress met in secret in Peking. In the vast, modernistic Great Hall of the People, 1,027 delegates gathered to hear the new line. Premier Chou En-lai and other top brass were seated beneath a tan, tasseled curtain bedecked with the huge, five-starred Red Chinese seal of state. All foreigners were barred, even representatives of Peking's one dependable European ally, little Albania...
Designer Bass is imitated by just about everybody now, but no one has come near him. Sometimes his effects are relatively simple. Looking up from the hub of a wagon wheel, he stared out across a tan Pacific of endless real estate and then placed three small words on the threshold of infinity: The Big Country. To credit the cast and crew of The Seven Year Itch, he used a set of pastel panels opening like tessellated greeting cards. That was all. But the colors and layout were as visually delightful as a Mondrian in motion...