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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Last Shift. In Hollywood, disgusted at a turnover of 30 managers in eleven years at the Gourmet restaurant, where she works. Waitress Mary Rushton bought the place...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Jul. 6, 1959 | 7/6/1959 | See Source »

...first of two high-altitude H-bombs set off by the U.S. over the Pacific near Johnston Island last summer. Lifted 40 miles above the earth by a Redstone missile, the bomb was detonated a few minutes before midnight. Out of the blackness came a fireball that grew to eleven miles in width in less than half a second and could be seen in Hawaii, 700 miles to the northeast. Its multicolored aurora was observed 3,000 miles away in Samoa. Some nights later a similar device, called Orange, was fired from 20 miles...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Bombs on High | 6/29/1959 | See Source »

...anger of its own. In Pittsburgh, Reserve Army Colonel Willard Rockwell, who once took time off from running his three manufacturing companies to serve briefly as an assistant to the Defense Secretary, ridiculed the whole thing. Snorted Rockwell, whom Representative Santangelo listed as "suspect": "The White House has bought eleven of our Aero Commander planes. I can't even sell one to the military. How's that for influence?" When it comes to pressuring for contracts, he charged that the real big leaguers are in Congress itself. "Every time some Congressman wants a contract for a hometown favorite...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INDUSTRY: Ringing the Brass | 6/29/1959 | See Source »

Sacred Mission. The central fact of Demara's life, according to Biographer Crichton, may be that he is a status sucker. He was eleven years old when his father, who owned movie houses in Lawrence, Mass., abruptly went broke. Kicked out of their mansion on Jackson Street, the Demaras landed in a shabby old carriage house on the wrong side of the gloomy old mill town. Fred hated poverty, with its stiff work boots and corduroy knickers, and he refused to face it. Every chance he got he sneaked back to the old house, sat in the attic...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: A Superior Sort of Liar | 6/29/1959 | See Source »

Above the rushing green waters of the Drina River, a beautiful white stone bridge with eleven vaulting arches provided a meeting place for the lackadaisical citizens of Visegrad. On summer evenings the townsfolk strolled its length, bought melons and cherries from the peasants, sipped thick Turkish coffee. The town elders sat smoking in the middle of the bridge, looked with contentment on the Bosnian mountains ringing their valley, gravely discussed public matters. The young men came to sing and joke, to flirt with passing girls or lean dreaming on the parapet. On such soft nights, a man on the bridge...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Three Centuries | 6/29/1959 | See Source »

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