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...minutes he was on Mehring Damm. A short time later he sighted an American flag flapping over Tempelhof airdrome and knew he was near his journey's end. Last week, perched on the edge of his chair, blond, stringy Mieczyslaw told his story. And the father he had run so many risks to find? A call to England located him: a textile worker in Blackburn, Lancashire. The boy smiled a small, trembling smile. He had made...
Defeat into Victory. In World War II, allied bombs just about demolished the Ullstein block along the Kochstrasse, but printing presses in a skyscraper near the Tempelhof airport were little damaged. They continued to pour forth Goebbels' Das Reich and the screaming Der Angriff until the end. The Red army carted off two of the plant's finest presses, but when the U.S. took over the sector, the remaining presses still made it the biggest printing plant in Europe. It rolled out the U.S. Army's Allgemeine Zeitung and later five other West Berlin dailies...
...Berlin's Tempelhof Airport, which has become something of a shrine for Berliners since the airlift, the U.S. staged a large, lively show including a parade of 1,000 crack troops (led by the 298th Army band and the 7868th fife & drum unit), massed Army, Navy and Air Force colors, helicopters which performed special feats of daring, an exhibition of jets and other U.S. aircraft, and (in the afternoon) a baseball game. Tempelhof field was jammed by 100,000 Berliners who had turned out with baby carriages, folding chairs and lunch boxes to see the show. Star attraction proved...
...workaday heroism of the U.S. air crews, as well as some sharp vignettes, both grim and comic, of life in a broken, hungry city. Its camera work does full justice to the brooding ruins of Berlin and to graceful C-545 gliding dangerously down to a fog-shrouded Tempelhof field...
...Balance Your Budget." Today the memories of the struggle dissolve into melancholy. In the fifth month of the post-blockade "peace," Berlin is a city deserted by power, prosperity and purpose. At Tempelhof airport, where 15 big airlift transports landed every hour night & day, a few senile C-47s snooze in the autumn sunlight. On the grass between the runways, once jammed with quartermaster trucks and mobile canteens for hungry flyers, there sit stacks...