Word: grosse
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...difference was that when war building ended, Lockheed was better prepared for peace than any other company. Both Lockheed's rise and its ability to keep its altitude after war's end were devoutly attributed by Lockheed men to the eccentric talents of their president, Robert Ellsworth Gross...
...Flying Man. Bob Gross, at 48, is a small (5 ft. 7½ in.), well-built man with a pink face, greying brown hair and bright blue eyes. Among planemaking tycoons, predominantly an inbred and individualistic group of onetime designers and pilots, Bob Gross is a sport. He is not a pilot. He knows little about aerodynamics. As a production man and administrator he is just soso. Yet he has one talent which more than balances these apparent deficiencies...
Others going or gone: 66-year-old Lieut. General Ben ("Yoo-hoo") Lear, who fought in the Spanish-American war, onetime chief of the Army Ground Forces; Major General Charles P. Gross, director of the Army's complex and titanic transportation during the last three years of the war; Lieut. General Jimmy Doolittle, famed wartime chief of the Eighth Air Force (see PEOPLE...
...Although gross income for U.S. business will drop in 1946, repeal of the excess profits tax will keep net corporate profits at the 1945 level ($10 billion). But wages and salaries, because of lost jobs and less overtime, will drop some $25 billion. Unemployment will soar...
...suddenly, in the mild summer air, it seemed as if, like a swarm of bees inadvertently wakened, the blessings of the Old Testament were actually rushing after me. From the hot, remote, passionate past of Hebrew history, out of the Oriental climate and unctuous lives of that infuriate people, gross good things were, coming to overwhelm me with Benedictions for which I had not bargained. Great oxen and camels and concubines were panting close behind me, he-goats and she-goats and rams of the breed of Bashan. My barns should burst their doors with plenty, and all my paths...