By Edgar Award-winning author Scott C.S. Stone&. MacTavish told him all he knew, and Hoon then pointed to Natalya. She told him everything, including the fact that the Americans were sending secret agents to intercept them with the stolen object. Hoon pointed to Stratton, who protested he had been kidnapped and was merely trying to get his cameraman and get on the air. Farley claimed he was the zoologist, Dr. James Bonde and felt immediately that nobody believed him. At the end they all had the same information, except for one thing, and at last Hoon turned to the Old One, "Now", he said softly, but with a hint of steel in his voice, "it is your turn, Old One. What is it that we all seek?"
Are We Winning? Are They Winning?: A Civilian Advisor's Reflections on Wartime Vietnam
You've got the worst sense of timing I ever saw , said Mooney . The pop of mucus had rent a sacred hush . Just then the band struck up the national anthem , and Mooney had to leave off to brace and salute .
Taylor responded that he was “ exercising his prerogative as the senior commander on - the - scene ” and would proceed with the Cobra extraction . Canceling all illumination rounds except those over the village , Taylor ordered the team ...
The city at the time had what some considered a huge budget — a few billion — but with it Lindsay was trying to make New York the model city , the city where the American Dream could be realized , a city where people grew and the arts ...
Uses official records and new interviews to tell the history of the American units stationed in Vietnam from 1954 to 1975.
Applebaum felt almost like a noble savage there ; a man alone with his thoughts embraced by the organism of the jungle . It was weird . Almost fun . Certainly not what he'd expected . They came to the village shortly after sundown .
"...So many come to this/ spirit inhabited place/ tender fingers reach out/ in holy reverence to touch/ this past so alive/ I press my fingertips to yours/ you do not feel my touch from the other side of the Wall..." (excerpt from the poem ...
You scared the girls to death , Neal ! NEAL . No , now ! Don't pay attention to me , I just stopped by . ERNIE . Okay , all right , okay . TOM . ( To girls . ) Neal's the owner . NEAL . I picked this place up in the forties ... ERNIE .
Contains action photographs from the Vietnamese conflict, with terse text by the photographer, Tim Page.
... height , distance , the very things we need for this flight . Outside the window , in the moonlight , the branches fret and saw against each other , occasionally battering against the wood structure of the motel .