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...While many of the town's corporate executives pay hip-service to conservation by boarding the crowded Burlington Northern for the commute to Chicago, their wives and children spend their lives in automobiles. To shop in a big supermarket, housewives must drive three miles to Oak Brook. There is no local public transportation system-and none is contemplated. In Hinsdale, where families with two or more cars are the norm, the auto rules not only the road, but life. Among the most popular makes: those big gas guzzlers that Carter is inveighing against...
...Fulton Fish Market moved over 119 million lbs. of fresh fish. Most of the catch is salt water fish trucked in from along the Eastern Seaboard. Fresh water fish such as brook trout comes in from Idaho, Wisconsin and Ontario. Only one boat-a sea scalloper--comes into the market with any regularity. Men warm themselves by fires on the street corners and early risers pick their way around puddles and stacks of cartons, and stuff fish scraps into brown shopping bags. Strings of lights outline the Brooklyn Bridge until the sun rises and the surrounding skyscrapers emerge by degrees...
...used by engineers to study stresses in building materials and machine parts. Now one of holography's pioneers is developing a new use for the 30-year-old process. Physicist George Stroke, head of the Electro-Optical Sciences Laboratory of the State University of New York at Stony Brook, has found a way to use holography to see into crystals and view the arrangement of their atoms from inside...
...cold and silence of a New England winter forest is broken by the voices of a man and his two excited children. They pick their way along a meandering brook, pausing regularly to sweep aside branches or peer at compass and map. Near by, an elderly couple stride purposefully down a Jeep trail, jauntily swinging their arms and breathing deeply the crisp, fine air. Suddenly, a sweatsuit-clad figure crashes through the underbrush into a clearing. Panting from a hard run, mud dripping from his shoes, face scratched by brambles, he stares wildly about, then plunges into the thick brush...
Ronald D. French Sea brook, Texas...