Word: instruments
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...computer-operated landing system aboard the Trident is called the Autoflare, developed by Smith's Aircraft Instruments and Hawker Siddeley Aviation. Autoflare takes over within 150 ft. of the ground (see diagram). The plane is brought down the glide path toward the runway on radio beams from standard instrument landing equipment on the ground. From 150 ft. to 65 ft., twin computers aboard take control, directing the descent with information they have memorized and stored during the preceding 15 sec. At 65 ft., radio altimeters on board switch in. Now they signal the computers, which then bring the plane...
Tired, Safe & Elated. Grissom chimed in again: "Gemini 4, Houston." White: "I'm fixing to come in the house." McDivitt: "Any message for us, Houston?" Grissom: "Yeah! Get back in!" McDivitt: "He's standing in the seat now and his legs are down below the instrument panel." Grissom: "O.K. Get him back in now." McDivitt: "He's coming in. He's having some trouble getting back in the space cabin, looks like." Grissom: "You got your cabin lights up bright in case you hit darkness...
...whose fancy home had Benny's wife just gone to work as a maid? Small world. New York, just full of coincidence. Small book, this lurid first novel, which overworks coincidence, seduction and dialect ("What-chou all want?") to prove that sex is the squeegee of tension, "the instrument that wipes the wet dirt from the window." Asks a middle-aged woman in a symbolic parlor scene, "Don't we all get just a little squeegeed?" Anyone who pays $4.95 for this book is bound to agree...
...offensive against the mines unless the unions agree to abide by Barrientos' reforms. "We are going to solve the mine problem," said Barrientos, "even if the methods cannot be popular. Sending armed forces into communities in Bolivia is nothing extraordinary. The military is the legal instrument of the government...
...designated hour a short, mysterious looking foreigner carrying a black attache case arrived at her home, locked the doors to the music room, pulled the blinds shut, and remained for several hours, and left as suddenly as he had come. When Mrs. Worthington sat down at her instrument she could scarcely believe her ear. The music was heavenly beyond imagination; a simple major triad sounded like a choir of angles. Within a short time Mrs. Worthington had become the toast of the musical monde. She gave weekly recitals...