Word: townes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Small Town in Germany, le Carre...
After going on active duty in the Army in 1943, Kissinger soon found himself an interrogator in counterintelligence. At one point, though only a sergeant, he was put in charge of administering a small German town, then a county with a population of 140,000. Later he was assigned to the faculty of an Army intelligence school in Oberammergau, teaching modern German history to officers ranking as high as lieutenant colonel. The disparity in military status became embarrassing. In 1946, he was made a civilian employee of the Army,'with a salary of $10,000 and a captain's rank...
Anson also found the mood of quiet, elegant Santa Barbara as black as the waves that lapped its coastline. The shores and neat marinas were disaster areas. The town was crowded with weary, worried men-Coast Guardsmen, chemists, geologists, conservationists. Along the defiled beaches, convicts from state conservation camps joined hundreds of oil workers in heaving shovelfuls of oil-soaked sand and straw into waiting trucks...
Secretary of Interior Stewart Udall for an extension of the buffer, which would have encompassed the area occupied by the Union Oil rig and avoided the present disaster. Udall assured the town officials that the Federal Government would keep a close eye on the drilling. "Always, Interior and oil officials led us to believe we had nothing to fear," says Santa Barbara County Supervisor George Clyde. The Government, of course, profited by the drilling; last year it made $1.6 billion in rentals, royalties and bonus payments from the Santa Barbara concession. The block that included the leaky Union well...
...down the track. Floral Park, Long Island was covered, silent and pure. The lost women, bundled mysteriously in snowsuits and galoshes, slipped, slithered, splashed, cursed and fell into the cold new-sprung fantasies of Long Island slush. They called to us, those strong silent people of this frontier town as they crouched proud and good against the creeping creeps of Queens. They called to us through the black ladened skies. "Get out of town. Cut your hair." Strange, and lonely, their cry. Floral Park, Long Island, I long for you as my feet turn psychedelic hues in the sunshine...