Word: viscount
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...London last week an earsplitting verbal thunderstorm played about the grey but unbowed head of Field Marshal Bernard Montgomery, first Viscount of El Alamein. Monty had decided to fly off to Moscow to see Khrushchev. In almost unanimous disapproval, the British press made it plain that it thought Monty would somehow foul up the summit conference. "The idea of you having a heart-to-heart talk with Khrushchev gives us the collywobbles," cried the Laborite Daily Herald. The Daily Sketch had some advice "to an old and meddling soldier: FADE AWAY." In just as unseasonably warm tones, the British press...
From his Hampshire home, doughty Field Marshal Viscount Montgomery of Alamein, 71, whose forthright expressions of opinion often seem equally harsh on friend and foe, announced a new project: a trip to Moscow to look over "this conflict between East and West." Trumpeted Monty: "I want to talk to these people to see what they think about it all." Did the field marshal think his, ah, straight-forward approach might smooth things a bit? "I certainly shall not make it worse...
...biggest queue in seven years. In midafternoon, visibility worsened, and some of the airliners circling over Epsom Downs were ordered to land at Gatwick Airport, 25 miles south of London. At 4:50 p.m., with dusk closing in and visibility at only one mile, a Turkish Airlines Viscount reported that it was on Gatwick Airport's standard instrument landing system, and coming in. It was coming...
Seconds later, with what a control-tower officer called "awful suddenness," the Viscount disappeared from Gatwick's radar screen. Three and a half miles from the airport, the big turboprop plane topped the pines in Jordan's Woods, cut a 30-ft. swath through the saplings, slammed into an oak tree 50-ft. tall. Both wings and all four engines were sheared off. Exploding fuel tanks set fires among the pines. The plane's tail, which had snapped off, hung eerily from a fog-shrouded tree...
Field Marshal Viscount Montgomery of Alamein, his upper lip never stiffer than in the glare of BBC-TV lights, mourned the backfire of some backstab aimed in his memoirs (TIME, Nov. 24) at Dwight Eisenhower: "I sent him a copy of my book. The result was silence. I sent him a Christmas card with a very warm greeting, much warmer than to anyone else. Again there was only silence. I am awfully sad if I have lost the friendship of that great and good...