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While Love gives wide local powers to his executives, he so dominates the whole works that when he takes a deep breath underlings exhale. He dislikes conferences, keeps in touch by firing off a hundred crisp yet polite memos a day. He knuckles down hard on men who do not produce. A few years ago, so many top executives were leaving Burlington that someone suggested that Old Soldier Love establish a separation center. But for all his toughness, even his fiercest competitors call Love "the leader of the industry." They do not always follow his lead. Unlike many anti-import...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business: Textiles' Turnabout Tycoon | 2/1/1960 | See Source »

BRAZEN CHARIOTS (223 pp.)-Robert Crisp-Norton...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Blood & Sand | 2/1/1960 | See Source »

Author Robert Crisp, a journalist in peacetime, describes a kind of war that would seem a surrealist's vision if his style were not so clear, his recollections not so firmly founded in painful reality. Before his war was over, Crisp had been wounded four times, had 17 tanks shot out from under him, and destroyed more than 40 of the enemy armor. He also picked up a D.S.O...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Blood & Sand | 2/1/1960 | See Source »

...Author Crisp is irreverent and serious by turn. He went into Operation Crusader (against Rommel's forces massed around Tobruk) in November 1941, full of beans and combat vinegar. By the end of the fourth day, "we shed our lightheartedness and eagerness. The sense of adventure had gone out of our lives, to be replaced by grimness and fear and a perpetual, mounting weariness of body and spirit." His U.S.-built MS light tanks-known to Crisp and his men as "Honeys"-mounted 37-mm. guns, whose shells bounced off the heavy German panzers like peas. To knock them...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Blood & Sand | 2/1/1960 | See Source »

...Major Crisp, who describes himself as a frightened man who fought to submerge his fears, was always out in front, almost always outnumbered. His picture of the desert terrain is remarkably well drawn-a weird world of sand and escarpments where the battle swirled without seeming aim or purpose except to destroy whatever enemy showed, usually to the surprise of both sides. Friends destroyed each other supposing that they had the enemy in their sights, and Crisp's most sickening memory is that of the day when he himself knocked out a British tank...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Blood & Sand | 2/1/1960 | See Source »

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