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...spectacular career. The unknown son of a small Hamburg book publisher, Springer brooded out the war in the parks of Hamburg (a respiratory ailment kept him out of military service), decided that the traditionally dark, hearty brew of German journalism needed a bit of tang and a fleck of foam. He founded his empire in 1946 on the radio weekly Hör zu! (Listen), is now sole owner of three magazines (and one-third owner of two more), ranging from the gossipy Das Nvue Blatt to the Scientific Kristall, three Hamburg dailies, including the busty, bustling Bild-Zeitung (circ...
...Naval Aviation School of Medicine at Pensacola, was a fluffy South American squirrel-monkey weighing only 11 oz. Wearing a tiny helmet, she rode in a smaller cylindrical capsule and lay on a molded bed of silicone rubber covered for her comfort with a thin mattress of rubber foam...
...fond is the shopper of gathering gossip along with the groceries that supermarket lounges are the coming thing. The Kroger chain (1,400 stores) is putting lounges in all its new supermarkets, with foam-rubber sofas, partitions to dampen noise, vending machines that serve drinks and food. To keep the kiddies busy-and teach them that the supermarket is the place to bring mom-supermarkets have blossomed with circuslike kiddy corners and amusements. Among last week's offerings: a cartoon theater, now used by 75 supermarkets, that seats up to 40 children, changes its 20-minute show every week...
Last week, as his Belgian-born wife Tonia looked on and "prayed all the time," 38-year-old Don Campbell took Bluebird, slightly modified with stabilizing fin and redesigned rudder, in a foam-washed scud across the smooth surface of Lake Coniston in Lancashire at 275.15 m.p.h., negotiated the return run in 245.55 for an average of 260.35-breaking his record of 248.62 made last year...
...hallway, Van Allen checked over a tangle of small, glittering electrical parts weighing a pound or so, which might be a transmitter designed to broadcast its voice over thousands of miles of empty space. Near it was what looked like a cylinder of dirty pink soap. It was plastic foam, encasing apparatus that might be destined to orbit the sun until the end of the solar system. Puffing on a battered pipe, Van Allen peered, commented, sketched an idea for a new circuit, then was summoned to take a long-distance call from the Army's rocket...