Word: uh
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Censor Cummings (briskly); "Uh-uh...
...there was at least one demonstrator for the Czech cause. An American by naturalization but a Czechoslovak by birth, I ran around to my liberal friends and tried to work up a little low-keyed demonstration. They responded yawningly, "Oh yes, I did hear something about something going on . . . Uh, where is it now?" So, I took myself on a lonely little freedom march up Fifth Avenue. Needless to say, nobody even noticed me. Why wasn't there more response? Because protesters are programmed to protest "liberal, new-left, pro-revolutionary, antiwar" causes, and this didn't quite...
Landing on the makeshift "flight deck" is a ticklish operation demanding split-second timing by pilot and boat crew. As a UH-1 chopper hovers over the mini-carrier, the landing area is invisible to the pilot, who must rely on hand signals from one of the boat's seven-man crew. Meanwhile, the boat's captain maneuvers his vessel under the skids of the descending helicopter. The air-sea mating has become a smooth routine. In more than 2,000 landings, there has yet to be a serious mishap...
...theatre's lobby. On the other hand, the much heralded ice cream parlor in the lobby is quite another matter. For 65 cents, you can make your own sundaes. So there you are. A Man for All Seasons finally reaches intermission. Quick, Harry, get into that line. Uh, vanilla, please. But Harry, I'm allergic to that strawberry sauce. Pardon me, sir, but I didn't mean to spill the chocolate. Helen, really, is it my fault if there are only four tables, can't you stand? And so with only five minutes of intermission remaining, you must gorge yourself...
...scene was ripe for Walter Mitty. Off the portside of the Army UH-1D ("Huey") helicopter was a sweeping view of a Viet Nam valley. The air crackled with messages from pilot to gunner reporting enemy fire from thatched huts in the village below. The gunner, a young towheaded boy with bubble gum bulging his cheeks, swiveled the M-60 machine gun into position and squeezed off a perfect burst into one of the huts. "That's the way, Jeff!" cheered the lad's buddy, above the whoppa-whoppa-whoppa din of the rotor blades. "Now hit that...