Word: mountain
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...German frontier's Fulda Gap, ready to pour into Western Europe in the next 30 minutes. Instead, today's U.S. military is deployed, in relatively small numbers, to regional hot spots that Washington wants to keep from becoming global conflagrations. So the Army's admission that the 10th Mountain Division and the First Infantry Division are not ready for war is surprising only until one learns why: their commanders secretly rated the units unfit for combat because up to half of their troops--less than 1% of the active-duty military--were busy tending to peacekeeping duties in Bosnia...
...updated feel to this variation of Bach's B-minor Mass. The crux of this album is "Gospel Medley." The word "medley" may evokes memories of 5th grade chorus, but this listener was pleasantly surprised to hear the interwoven melodies of the traditional standard "Go Tell it on a Mountain," Jewel's own "Life Uncommon" (from Spirit) and Bette Midler's "From a Distance." Jewel's folk melodies and powerful vocals have always had an underlying spiritual feel, but this new track finally gives her an opportunity to expand on the gospel work of Spirit. Her unadulterated voice carries through...
...Outside, it's cold. Alicia claims her Patagonia Guide Jacket has given up the ghost. Anna can't find her North Face. Mica's all set, but I've provoked JP's jealousy with my brand new Mountain Hardware ensemble...
Bent like an arthritic thumb high above the antarctic ice cap, the mountain's uppermost point was so small and precarious that it could accommodate only one person at a time. So I shivered on a ledge in the subzero breeze and waited for my partners, first Alex and then Conrad, to climb the final 20 ft. to the summit. We'd been on the move for 14 hours. My back hurt, and I had lost all feeling in my toes. But as my eyes wandered across the frozen vastness of Queen Maud Land, a sense of profound contentment radiated...
...mountain, called the Troll Castle, is an unearthly fin of weathered granite that pokes a vertical mile from its icebound surroundings. Only a handful of people knew, or cared, that it existed; fewer still had actually laid eyes on the peak. Alex, Conrad and I were the first who had gone to the trouble to climb it, and the view from the top was ample reward. Countless other rock towers, equally strange and beautiful, rise from the ice in all directions, resembling gargantuan sailboats plying a chalk-white...