Word: tented
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...smoking little flame wavered higher up the side of the cavernous tent in the big lot at Hartford, Conn. The thousands of women and their children, and the scattering of coatless men massed in the bleachers, sat quietly, second after second, watching the high-wire performers of Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey's Greatest Show On Earth. They breathed the circus smells of peanuts and tigers, in the hot afternoon air, and listened to the thumping circus music. Some of them watched the harmless-looking little fire crawling up the canvas...
Then the flame suddenly spurted upward with nightmare swiftness, and billowed silently across the whole top of the tent near the main entrance. The bleachers suddenly rumbled under thousands of feet; folding chairs clattered and banged. The crowd struggled to reach the ground, flowed wildly toward the exits, clotted into groups which pushed and elbowed with silent, furious concentration in the furnace-like heat. Men & women in the high bleacher seats began dropping children to the ground, then jumped themselves. Then great blazing patches of canvas fell. Women screamed as their hair and dresses caught fire. Then a tent pole...
...week before invasion they had been encamped near a Ninth Air Force Station, and their presence was perceptible from afar: they had taken an oath at Christmas time not to bathe until Dday. They cooked their own meals over campfires, slept on the ground without blanket or tent. Familiarized with jujitsu and dirty-fighting tactics devised by thugs of all nations, they feared no man on earth ex cept the few white officers who could lick them in hand-to-hand combat (barring knives, garrotes and guns). Among these were their own jumpmaster, a handsome golden-haired lieutenant who used...
...give us 24 hours' notice of departure. Actually the call came at 9 o'clock one morning and we were ordered to be a certain place with full field kit at 10:30. ... The first night we spent together at an assembly area, an army tent camp. . . . The weather was cold and three blankets were not enough. I hardly slept at all. When we awakened early the next morning . . . Don Whitehead said, 'It's just as miserable as it always...
From Ireland: "This is a pretty place but nothing compared to Iowa. I am sending you some shamrock I picked. It grows just like our clover. . . ." From Texas: "So this is Texas! You grab a towel, fumble for soap and run out of the tent into the flawless darkness of a Texas morning. And what mornings! Ten million stars an arm's length above you. The air is brisk, often biting. The pungent smell of wood smoke is everywhere. . . ." From Italy: "Here I am in an old Italian house and we have a fire going in the fireplace...