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...source of Hartford's stench is two lagoons to the west of the town. They were bulldozed out by Libby, McNeill & Libby, when the company found that the discharge from its big beet-processing plant at Hartford was polluting the local creek. The idea was that the two lagoons would serve as a cesspool area, where wastage could be aerated and treated until it was pollution-free...
...Petrofina; AKU of The Netherlands controls American Enka; The Netherlands-British Unilever owns both Lever Brothers and Thomas J. Lipton; Distillers Corp.-Seagrams of Canada has Joseph E. Seagram; Italy's Olivetti company is outright owner of Olivetti Underwood; the Swiss Nestle Co. holds one-third of Libby, McNeill & Libby, and Canada's George Weston Limited has 57% of National...
...well as the community that was growing up around it and the key figures who were helping to bring it all together. Personalities now quite familiar stray casually across the pages-Abbie Hoffman, Allen Ginsberg, Country Joe and the Fish, Timothy Leary. Everything is new and exciting in McNeill's eyes, and he talks about the community's development as if it were a shining, delicate toy, to be handled carefully and with restraint...
...ARTICLES were originally written for a newspaper, with a deadline never too far ahead, and McNeill's style reflects this momentary character. A certain amount of professionalism tempers his rather casual attitude, and he manages a degree of objectivity despite his obvious sympathies with his subjects. The fact that McNeill wrote each article without any thought to or connection with any of the others, is valuable to the reader, for it permits him to make his own observations and conclusions without having to sift through any that were already there. The author doesn't try to analyze or measure...
...difficult, however, to overcome entirely the distance that time creates between the reader and Moving Through Here. McNeill's wonder and excitement over the things of which he writes evokes a certain amount of nostalgia, but it is often not easy to share his feelings. The Movement lost its innocence in Chicago, and much of its joy has turned to a cynicism necessary for its survival, McNeill died in August 1968, shortly before the Democratic Convention. He did not live to see the chaos and disillusionment that were to come in its wake. But the book preserves his dreams...