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Word: towards (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...seemed to be falling apart: the right outboard engine was boiling with flame, scattering red-hot pieces of steel across the wing and fuselage. The navigator had bailed out of the nose compartment; so had the pilot. Copilot Obenauf, squeezing along the catwalk toward the nose, was ready to jump too. He looked down and froze: there, lying unconscious, his oxygen equipment disconnected, his chute pack gone, was the navigator-instructor, Major Joseph B. Maxwell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HEROES: How Obie Won His Medal | 5/12/1958 | See Source »

...Needle. He hooked his mask into the life-saving oxygen system, dove the bomber toward a lower altitude so Maxwell would not die of anoxia. The Plexiglas canopy had been jettisoned in the first attempt at bailout, so, as the plane knifed ahead at 400 knots, Obie's face was seared by the sharp, -30° wind, by whipped dust, bits of wire and insulation. His eyelids rolled back in the fierce air torrent. He dropped his amber-tinted visor over his tearing eyes-but he could not read his instruments again without lifting it. His gloved hands froze...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HEROES: How Obie Won His Medal | 5/12/1958 | See Source »

...Okla., 200 miles away, then from another airborne B-47. Altus gave Obie a compass heading to come in on. His panel lights grew dimmer, his eyes burned like hot lead. He could see the compass needle but not the numbers. He turned his plane to bring the needle toward the heading he wanted: his own field, the Strategic Air Command's Dyess Air Force Base near Abilene, 150 miles away...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HEROES: How Obie Won His Medal | 5/12/1958 | See Source »

...stations, military bases and airline offices monitored Obie's radio. In the dimly lit control room at Fat Chance, a Texas-based air defense radar station, trackers picked up Obie's blip on their screen. Like a tiny translucent pearl on green glass, the blip moved toward its target, rolling to one side, then to another, now erratic, now steady, minute by minute, guided all the while by Fat Chance...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HEROES: How Obie Won His Medal | 5/12/1958 | See Source »

...hours last week the world hovered on a brink-not the brink of war but a rare opportunity to take the plunge toward peace...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: UNITED NATIONS: The Wayward Bus | 5/12/1958 | See Source »

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