Word: trenched
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...held out her arms and said, 'Daddy, daddy, my hands are all black.' " Back at his digging next day, Yonosuke noticed for the first time a thick slime of coal-black clay oozing out of the debris. He dug in the slime until a side of the trench fell in. There, embalmed in the clay which had blacked their hands and faces, lay the bodies of his wife and his daughter. "Some villagers rushed up to congratulate me," said Yonosuke, "but I just looked away...
...strangest craft to sail the Tyrrhenian Sea since the time of Ulysses. Her skipper was an adventurer of 69 (Ulysses would have liked that), and her destination was one that Ulysses would have envied. The Trieste headed last week for the bottom of the sea, into the dark Tyrrhenian Trench to the west of southern Italy, where no ship steered by living men had ever gone before...
...Feet Down. On a rough and rainy night last week, this odd craft was towed to a point 18 miles south of the island of Ponza where the Tyrrhenian Trench is 10,000 ft. deep. Just after the cheerless dawn, old Professor Piccard, a black Basque beret over his white hair, boarded the Trieste from an Italian navy corvette and climbed down a tube leading to the pressure sphere. His son, Jacques, 30, was already on board, crammed among oxygen bottles, apparatus and 102 instruments, including a movie camera. When the professor closed a massive door, the Trieste was ready...
...wound through the debris of war: unexploded hand grenades, live mortar shells, empty machine-gun belts, smashed helmets-and the bodies. The marines let the Chinese pass a makeshift barrier, but spurned proffered Chinese cigarettes. Then one marine pointed at a Chinese corpse lying head down in a marine trench, and at a mutilated body of a marine on the Chinese side. He swept his hand back and forth to signify a trade. The Chinese agreed. For three silent, grisly hours, the Chinese and marines pulled their dead from each other's cluttered trenches...
...enlisted in the Signal Corps, whose few planes were the forerunners of the Air Corps. Says he: "I just didn't want to end up in a trench." Flying came hard to Private Kindelberger; landings came harder. He once smashed up a plane, then brashly stepped from the wreckage and blamed it all on defective materials...