Word: island
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...morning last week, two men walking their dogs in a wooded park two miles from Bang-Jensen's Long Island home came across Bang-Jensen's body sprawled beside a leaf-strewn bridle path, a bullet hole in his temple. Near by lay a stubby, .25-cal. automatic. In his pocket police found a farewell note addressed to his wife. The police verdict: suicide.* Said the Danish newspaper Information: "This is murder, in whatever way it happened...
POLITICAL NOTES Poll Vaulting On his swing through Oregon, Presidential Hopeful Nelson Rockefeller sprayed just a whiff of doubt that Vice President Richard Nixon could win enough independent and Democratic votes to win the presidential election (TIME, Nov. 23). Last week, in a visit to Rhode Island, he conceded that Nixon "probably" could win the election if it were held today. But, he added, "we can't foresee now what the circumstances will be a year from...
...shattered the efficient Japanese-built factories, and food production was sagging. Morale was at its lowest ebb, for few Formosans had faith in the Nationalist government that had ruled for four years since the war, and it seemed only a matter of time before the Communists would overwhelm the island...
...before, Curtice and Anderson, friends for 35 years, had joined G. Arthur Brown and their host, George W. Kennedy, board chairman of the Kelsey-Hayes Co., at an exclusive businessmen's duck-hunting preserve on Ste. Anne's Island, on the Canadian side of Lake St. Clair. After a good night's sleep in the island's lodge, the four hunters rose late, sampled the icy (17°) morning air, had a leisurely breakfast. By 9:45 a.m. Curtice and Anderson were seated side by side on cartridge cases behind their blind, with 12-gauge shotguns...
...summer of 1945, Japanese naval power was bottled up in its own home waters. After months and years of island hopping, soldiers and sailors alike felt the elation of the coming kill. Yet South Pacific veterans also felt twinges of peculiar melancholy, which Historian Morison subtly senses and records: "You might be sick of the magnificent scenery, hate the steaming climate, and loathe the squawks of the white cockatoos; but something of you had been left behind, irrevocably; and you hated to think of the jungle taking over roads and airstrips ... As Virgil makes Aeneas deplore the city...