Word: mask
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Developed for the Army Chemical Corps, diffusion board resembles ordinary wood-pulp fiberboard, ⅝ in. thick. Impregnated with special chemicals (the kinds are still classified), it acts much like an ordinary Army gas mask, filters out gases and germ-carrying particles as well as radioactive dust, lets oxygen and carbon dioxide breathe through. Against direct radiation itself, the porous diffusion board gives no protection. Thick lead or concrete shields must be used to keep out death-dealing gamma rays. Moreover, lining the walls of an average home with the board would not eliminate dust, which could sift in over windowsills...
...reflects the rise of a new phenomenon in the art world: a flood of wire and metal shapes that is turning many a sculptor's studio into something resembling a blacksmith's shop, where the oxyacetylene torch has replaced the hammer and chisel, a welder's mask the smock...
...Cover) His legs are buckled into clumsy shin guards; his face is hidden by the metal grille of a heavy mask. Behind him, vague and impersonal, rises the roar of the crowd. His chest is covered with a corrugated protective pad, and his big mitt is thrust out as if to fend off destruction. Exactly 60 ft. 6 in. straight ahead of him, the pitcher looms preternaturally large on his mound of earth. As he crouches close to the ground, his field of vision gives him his own special view of the vast ballpark. The white foul lines stretch...
...will holler at his road-trip roommate, Don Newcombe. "Hum that pea." Neither Newk nor anyone else is permitted a moment's carelessness. Once, when Don Newcombe crossed up his catcher with a slow curve after taking the signal for a fast ball, Roy promptly flipped off his mask and padded out to the mound. "How come you give me the local when I call for the express?" he demanded in singsong irritation. Campy believes that his chatter helps. Says he: "You shouldn't be a dead pants out there...
...running gag of one violinist asking his neighbor, "How did I play tonight? I couldn't hear myself." One flight, between Tokyo and Seoul, ran into a storm so Wagnerian that everyone but Director Don Gillis became violently ill. Gillis. with an oxygen tank but no mask, dashed up and down the plane spraying groaning musicians in the face with oxygen. "It may or may not have helped," he says...