Word: trailing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Already named to Barnes's first team are some of the Trib's top reporters. Walter B. Kerr, who "has been living with Byrnes, Molotov and Bevin for months," will trail diplomats. Lanky A. T. Steele, a veteran of Far East coverage, will stick to what he knows best. Pulitzer Prizewinning Homer Bigart's assignment: trouble. As a war correspondent he got schooling for covering riots, revolutions, and world violence, lately has been doing post-graduate work in Palestine and Poland. Says Joe Barnes: "We can't use men who have been stuck in one capital...
...dwarfed all competition in Mississippi basketball. Max ("Shorty") Palmer was six inches taller than the tallest known college basketballer (Boston College's 7 ft. 1 in. Elmore Morgenthaler). An average student, he is physically clumsy and slow-but that didn't matter. College scouts were on his trail. The University of Arkansas seemed to have the inside track. Until two weeks ago, he played in stocking feet, or leather shoes. Arkansas won his friendship by finding two pairs of size 16 tennis shoes for him to wear...
...exploded on a 1,000-ft. plateau of snow and ice. The six survivors had food, drink and fuel, a half-burned fuselage for shelter. When at last the rescue plane appeared, they got directions by signal light to walk to the nearest open water, eight miles away. A trail over the ice was blazed for them with flags and dye markers dropped from the plane. Five walked; the sixth, more badly hurt than the rest, was drawn on an improvised sled to the water's edge, where another flying boat picked them up and flew them back...
...brain and spinal cord. But isolation of the elusive virus itself has led researchers on one of the most expensive searches in medical history. Last week two Stanford University scientists, backed by the National Foundation for Infantile Paralysis, thought they had finally come near the end of the trail...
...would be a lean and squinty, older version of Terry; a fellow with an easy, insolent, Gary Cooperish grace that marked a breed of plainsmen, and airplanesmen. Canyon knew the world and its airlanes-and its women-as his granddaddy would have known the way stations on the Overland Trail. So he went into business on a shoestring as Horizons, Unlimited, and took for his trademark an old Navajo double-eagle design (see cover). His first customer would be a tough one: a wolverine of Wall Street, slinky Copper Calhoon...