Word: valley
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Santa Monica and destined for delivery to Continental Air Lines. The $2,000,000 airliner had been lifted skyward on its maiden flight by Test Pilot William Carr, 36, for a trial turn over the Pacific at 10,000 ft., then back in a climbing arch over the valley to 25,000 ft. The four-man crew logged a routine test. Twice Santa Monica's Clover Field received position reports radioed by Copilot Archie Twitchell, 51, whose 34 years of flying were interlinked with a 65-picture acting career in the neighboring movie studios (Souls at Sea, Tragedy...
Owen made two passes, wheeled gracefully over San Fernando Valley for another. The third run was never completed. At Santa Monica, tower operators heard Copilot Archie Twitchell's shocked voice exclaim from the DC-7B: "Midair collision! Midair collision!" Through a burst of radio interference came his agonized report: "We're going down! Uncontrollable! Uncontrollable!" After 34 years, Old-timer Twitchell understood the odds. His last message, clear and calm: "Say goodbye to everybody...
...valley a few school youngsters spotted the violent flash of orange and yellow flame in the sky. The shredding planes veered away from each other, the smaller Scorpion plummeting to a puff of smoke in the green-brown Verdugo hills to the northeast. The DC-7B at first spiraled lazily, then, its dive steepening, went into a twisting spin, finally plunged with a thunderous roar onto the lawn of the Pacoima Congregational Church, just a block from the Junior High School. There on the athletic fields, 220 seventh-and eighth-grade boys were moving back into the gymnasium...
...strewn with hunks of fallen metal, fragments of Fiberglas insulation, oxygen tanks. Though wreckage had pierced walls and roofs, no one outside the Junior High schoolyard was seriously hurt. From Los Angeles in the wake of the crash came angry demands for federal controls. But in the San Fernando Valley, anger was tempered by sorrow, and death had wiped magic from the air and sparkling sun. Gathering her child to her tightly, a mother said sadly: "Living here will never be the same again. Never...
Last week French businessmen who had come hopefully to Cambodia after the debacle of Hanoi were leaving. In the Mekong River valley 6,000 peasants, terrified by pirates, put their cooking pots on their backs and, driving their water buffaloes before them, moved toward South Viet Nam. For Prince Norodom Sihanouk, the unkindest cut of all was the charge of "corruption in government" by the progressive opposition, and the cry for a Cambodian Republic. Said Sihanouk, with an accent of surprise: "The opposition is planning to discredit the indispensable monarchy. Because of my foolish dreams, things are going the wrong...