Word: zhukov
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...element in the President's cautious optimism may have been his recent contact with the enemy's high command. Ike confirmed the report that he had corresponded with Marshal Georgy Zhukov, the Soviet Defense Minister, whom he knew and liked in Germany after World War II. He said the letters were of no great significance, and were "based upon old friendship . . . absolutely personal...
Waging Peace. Testifying before the Senate Internal Security Subcommittee, Old Reservist Howley attacked not only the' President's position on negotiations with the Chinese Reds but also his exchange of letters with Russia's Georgy Zhukov. Said Howley: "You don't sit down with murderers and discuss business. The longer we wait, the more awful the war will be . . . Defense is no good. It never wins. You can't even win a girl that way. A defensive policy in the long run will destroy the American spirit, among other things...
...10th Regiment of the Novgorod Dragoons, few were younger and none was braver than Georgy Zhukov, the kid from Kaluga Province. While their beauty-darlings sobbed and cried, the 10th dashed in behind the German lines and with saber and carbine cut down the enemy gunners. This was World War I, and twice young Georgy received the coveted St. George Cross, awarded only for valor in battle. In his black tunic, blue breeches and patent-leather kepi with bronze double-eagle, he was a doughty figure in the Czarist army...
This week, in a scene reminiscent of the Czarist days at their most imperial, ex-Dragoon Zhukov, now a chunky, 59-year-old marshal, reviewed the crack regiments of the world's largest army. Standing in a pale blue Zis limousine, his broad chest loaded with decorations, his hand in a stiff salute, Zhukov watched the young cadets of Russia's top military academies goose-step their way through Moscow's Red Square in unwavering, platoon-wide lines. The cadets wore smart new uniforms; steel-blue with sleeves laced with gold-braided laurel leaves; their officers wore...
...golden tassels, struck up a martial air. Rain had canceled the air flypast, and Party Secretary Khrushchev, clad in a fawn raincoat and bright green hat, had stolen some of the show by escorting attractive Ekaterina Furtseva, a Moscow party official, to the podium. But now, after the trumpets, Zhukov, with all the pomp and ceremony which the occasion demanded, went to center stage to deliver the official speech...