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...midweek the preparedness subcommittee recessed. Thus far in its study of the state of U.S. defenses, it had learned that far too much of the Pentagon is wreathed in fog and confusion...
...Heavy fog lay on London, and from Lewisham to Hammersmith, scarcely a car moved. Buses inched along the streets and trains moved cautiously along their rights of way. The 5:18 from Charing Cross to Kent that evening ground to a stop just past St. John's station to wait its turn at Park's Bridge Junction, which Londoners call the "busiest strip of railway line in the world." The electric train's ten coaches were pack-jammed, with more than 1,000 passengers caught up in the confusion of the heaviest pea-souper in two years...
...driven 4:56 from Cannon Street was headed out for Ramsgate and the channel coast. Overhead, on the viaduct that crosses the main lines on the southeastern edge of London, an electric local was inching forward. At precisely 6:20, in a moment of ghostly horror, the blanket of fog was lit by a blinding blue flash. St. John's grimy brick houses rocked to a crash that sounded, said one resident, "like the explosion of a ton of bombs." Plunging ahead in the fog, the steam train had plowed into the rear of the electric train, whipped around...
...past, recalling to him "the oldtime Japan," though the shapes are his own invention. Says he: "I find myself in nature and nature in myself. There are old pine trees in the picture (center). The blue and brown areas (upper left) are like a rainbow, a cloud, rain or fog-any symbol you pick-but with a feeling of sky, air and space." ¶ Red and Black, by Clyfford Still. This is the Albright's prime acquisition to date, because merely to own a Still is a rarity. Painter Still is so cantankerous that he flatly refuses to sell...
Cold wind and drumming rain beat the golden leaves off oak trees, and the great cliffs of the Hudson were draped in fog, but inside the dining room of West Point's Thayer Hotel the President of the U.S. talked long and gaily between bites of roast beef. His wife, happy too, leaned over and planted a light kiss on Dwight Eisenhower's right cheek for no special reason at all. Ike, like thousands of other old grads this week, was making that American pilgrimage, a homecoming to his alma mater. The occasion: an informal reunion...