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...declaration of peace. "It must be closely studied," cried Socialist Leader Erich Ollenhauer, who says the same thing practically every time Moscow opens its mouth. He added: "We must give priority to the unification of our country over lasting ties with the West." One night last week in Frankfurt, Socialists, in concert with the powerful trade-union movement (6,000,000 members), held the first of what they promised will be 1,000 meetings against rearmament in the next month...
Snow-Happy Start. For Sheila, things started smoothly. Down the autobahn through Frankfurt and past Cologne, the icy concrete was well sanded, no challenge for veteran drivers and all-weather tires...
Last week, black Havana jutting from scarred cheek, Adolf Galland was home, the No. 1 candidate for commander of the soon-to-be 80,000-man West German air force. He landed in Frankfurt after six years' absence, cried: "I am happy to be back," and promptly denied the headlines about his new post. But the tall, slim airman, now 43, talked suspiciously like a commanding officer: "The new German air force will not be built around World War II flyers, who are now too old. It will be built around youth. It's now become a necessary...
Colonel Dilley, an infantry soldier who commands U.S. Army installations in Frankfurt, had taken a horrified glance at the sloppy and sometimes less-than-decent appearance of American womenfolk in his area. The colonel is a brave man, and so he decided to do something about it. "The attire being worn in public by some American women is not in good taste," he proclaimed. Henceforth, "women dressed improperly" would not be permitted to enter U.S. military installations in his area, including PXs, commissaries, theaters, snack bars and service clubs. Specifically taboo...
...heat of Frankfurt's summer Army wives were in no mood to accept Dilley's dictums uncomplainingly. From hundreds of Kaffeeklatsche and bridge tables rose pained outcries. "Nasty old man!" fumed a sergeant's wife. Snorted the redheaded wife of a lieutenant: "The Army can't tell me what's good taste. Next thing, they'll be taking fashion courses at West Point...