Word: valleys
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...scrubby, arid eastern edge of San Fernando Valley, the Los Angeles Animal Regulation Department set out one day in 1954 to pick up a stray dog. The dog was a fine-looking animal, a sleek, year-old abandoned Doberman pinscher that had been tipping over garbage cans, stealing food, mating with purebred bitches, howling to the whines of fire sirens. He was also fast and smart. Time after time, beginning in the summer of 1954, Inspector Roy L. McGowen drove out to the trailer camp area where the dog foraged. Usually, McGowen could pick up a stray inside...
Every afternoon last week a grey 1951 Chevrolet threaded through the streets on the edge of town, pulled up alongside the field where Stockton (junior) College's red-and-blue-jerseyed Mustangs worked out under the gentling fall sun of California's Central Valley. Out of the car stepped a trim figure in grey slacks and blue windbreaker. Under fluffy, center-parted white hair, his big, broad-browed head was thrust forward, turtle fashion. He looked old as he walked toward the cleat-chewed turf, but he shed his years like a mantle and straightened up smartly...
There was one point when Dr. Norman Vincent Peale nearly quit the ministry in a fit of despondency. Described in a new biography,* the crisis took place in 1955. While on his way to Harrison Valley, N.Y., from Manhattan, to visit his dying father, Br. Peale read a highly critical article in Redbook quoting Theologians Liston Pope and Franklin Clark Fry, among others, as calling Peale's type of religion "very nearly blasphemous" and "a parody." As he read, Peale "felt something wince and shrivel inside of him." That night on the train, Peale wrote out his resignation...
Flaming starkly in cold October air, the white fires of steel processing burn inexorably into the small hours of the morning. At the foot of South Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, a Lehigh Valley R. R. Co. freight train hisses steam for ten minutes and then continues along the shore of the Lehigh River. One of many steelworkers on the night shift of the Bethlehem Steel Company, a huge plant which stretches out of the city for almost five miles, lifts his goggles and sits on an iron pig to eat a supper of cold pork and white bread. For him, and thousands...
Midnight Ride. As we drove in the moonlight down Green Valley, which is one of Quemoy's main targets, three air bursts from Red artillery exploded 200 yards to our left. Communist artillery was going over us to the beach, and behind us into Green Valley. The driver tramped on the gas, and soon our weapons carrier was careening down the blacked-out road at 55 m.p.h. Luckily, there was no one coming the other...