Word: turreted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...accepted in the postwar Navy. He was assigned to the battleship Arizona, in charge of a small air unit. His first planes were French Nieuports-war relics with the reliability of dime-store watches. They took off from a short runway built over the Arizona's forward gun turret; it was a good way to end up in the drink, and at least once, Pride did. There was little improvement when Pride's outfit got British Sopwith Camels. Recalls Pride: "When they landed, they humped." Of the rickety old planes, Pride now says: "Very simple. Not so many...
This week Artzybasheff publishes his first book of drawings and paintings, As I See (Dodd, Mead; $7.50). With good-and ill-humored grotesqueries, he pokes at modern man's neuroses, pretensions and follies. But the hard core of his book is a gallery of his humanized turret lathes, planers and millers. Looking at his portrayal of dutiful monsters, complete with attentive eyes and busy hands, laymen as well as engineers usually can understand at a glance what both Artzybasheff and the machines have on their minds...
...sort of precipitancy." When Soviet MIGs shot down a Navy Neptune patrol bomber in the Japan Sea (TIME, Sept. 13), the Navy quickly announced (after sketchy interviews with only part of the loman crew) that the Neptune had not returned the Russians' fire. Later it acknowledged that the turret gunner had fired a short burst after the MIGs began their attack. The first Navy announcement placed the attack some 100 miles southeast of Vladivostok, but on successive days, the Navy changed the distance to 123 and then 145 miles. Nevertheless, Henry Cabot Lodge, chief U.S. delegate...
Happy as the Grass Was Green. Connolly admits that he has put in only the poetry that pleases him. It ranges from Randall JarrelPs brief, corrosive The Death of the Ball-Turret Gunner to e. e. cummings' lighthearted, lightheaded mike likes all the girls
Consolidation. We moved on towards Thanhne-and promptly ran into a Communist ambush. A Red sniper picked off a Vietnamese sergeant in his tank turret, and the Communists lobbed in some mortars. There was firing all around us: French artillery, tanks and mortars opened up, and small-arms fire clattered back from nearby villages. Red mortars and anti-personnel mines went off, curr-rump, curr-rump, along the road. It was almost certainly one of these mines that killed LIFE Photographer Robert Capa (see PRESS). Moroccan infantry quickly deployed against the villages and put an end to the shooting...