Word: tears
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Three TIME photographers−Kaveh Golestan, David Burnett and Cathy Leroy−faced equal hazards. They managed to work themselves into the embattled U.S. embassy under heavy fire. Golestan, holding a burning piece of paper under his nose to ward off the effects of tear gas, also reported on the attack for the cover story...
Correspondent David Jackson, 28, had never before been on overseas assignment, let alone witnessed a revolution. "But the acrid taste of tear gas is familiar from my college days at Berkeley," says Jackson, who graduated in 1972 and served briefly in the Chicago bureau before arriving in Iran for temporary duty earlier this year. At one point he was threatened by knife-wielding youths but was helped by an Iranian woman. "An hour later," recalls Jackson, "I was sipping tea and peeling a tangerine, the guest of a gracious Iranian family who wanted to tell me their hopes...
...been steadily on the rise in Iran. Last December, an Iranian policeman died while security forces attempted to disperse a mob of demonstrators at the embassy's gates. Just before New Year's Day, dissidents attempted to crash into the compound; they were chased away by tear-gas-firing Marines. Nevertheless, the force of 19 lightly armed Marines at the compound had not been beefed...
...building, Sullivan and Colonel Leland Holland, the defense attache, took up a position at a command post in Sullivan's second-floor office. The Marine guards, clad in flak jackets and under instructions from Sullivan to refrain from firing back with their shotguns, lay down a cloud of tear gas. Attackers, surging against the locked gate like a human battering ram, burst into the compound. Others scaled the embassy's 12-ft. brick walls. From their posts, the Marines appealed over walkie-talkies to Sullivan (code-named "Cowboy") for permission to use their shotguns. His instructions...
...hood and fired his rifle into the air to clear the crowds as we careened the wrong way down a one-way street at full speed. As we neared the embassy, we heard a fusillade of shots from machine guns, semiautomatic rifles and pistols. Then came the thump of tear-gas canisters exploding and we were enveloped in a heavy, stinging fog. We jumped off and started crawling on our bellies toward the embassy's main gate, which a crowd was trying to burst through. I was swept into a group of about 15 people, who crashed the lock...