The United States trained thousands of pilots throughout World War II, but few groups suffered heavier losses than the Eighth Air Force's 100th Bomb Group. Nicknamed the "Bloody 100th," their reputation as a jinxed unit made the group famous—especially since their positioning in the squadron was very often open to increased enemy fire. As one airman reportedly told a companion with tears running down his face, "I'm not going to make it… they just put me in the 100th Group. I haven't got a chance." The group's brave heroics in the face of adversity have been adapted for the small screen in Apple TV+'s Masters of the Air, which debuts its first two episodes today. |
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Take it back to the golden age of furniture design. |
| You must be talking about the Republican party, Bill Barr. |
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NuNorm, a new men's makeup brand, helped me achieve confidence in my skin. |
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| Remember the great outcry when somebody left their cocaine lying around the White House lobby? (You have to remember it because it still comes up from time to time as a part of the Litany Of The Bidens memorized by all MAGA initiates.) Well, it turns out that it shouldn't have been that much of a surprise, since the previous administration* was running a pill mill elsewhere in the building. |
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| Truman Capote launched a literary missile at New York society in the pages of Esquire in 1975. Read the notorious work, a preview of his then-anticipated Answered Prayers novel, here: The Cristal was being poured. Ina tasted it. "It's not cold enough. But ahhh!" She swallowed again. "I do miss Cole. And Howard Sturgis. Even Papa; after all, he did write about me in Green Hills of Africa. And Uncle Willie. Last week in London I went to a party at Drue Heinz's and got stuck with Princess Margaret. Her mother's a darling, but the rest of that family!" |
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