Word: motoring
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Bargain. In Alhambra, Calif., an appliance store owner thought he was getting a wonderful buy from the two men who sold him a $15 motor-until he discovered that it had been lifted from one of his own washing machines...
...enticing descriptions of all the standard prewar meccas and war had added a clutch of new see-worthy sights to attract the tourist eye and dollar. In Normandy, as of yore, there were "hotels to suit all means and tastes," and now there was also "a comfortable service of motor coaches making daily trips to the landing beaches and battlefields." For those who chose to rough it at Omaha Beach, some abandoned landing barges would make convenient bathhouses...
...Young Bill cut sharply to the inside and off the track, dug a deep track in the grass and shot back on to the brick. Behind him a bright orange racer spun out of control, turned two circles and crashed into the outside retaining wall. Oil from its wounded motor oozed downward across the speedway but there was no pace slackening; other cars splashed through the puddle. Within a few minutes, the loudspeakers announced that William ("Shorty") Cantlon, driver of the orange car, was dead...
Teammate Holland, still thinking he had won, shut off his motor, then heard the incredible news: he had finished second. Puzzled and angry, he demanded: "Why did you keep flagging me down . . .? I pulled over and waved at Rose when he went by. ... I figured I was still laps in front." Lou Moore, whose ambition is to be what Racer-Builders Fred Duesenberg and Harry Miller were to the speedway business in prewar days, said nothing. Both his beauties had come home and that was what mattered most...
Last week Short Laig got his wish. The independent Foreman's Association of America, which had struck the Ford Motor Co. in the confident belief it could close it drum-tight, was getting the worst thrashing in its six-year career. And it was being given by Short Laig and his C.I.O. brethren. The C.I.O.-U.A.W. workers had walked right past the picket lines of the foremen, some of whom were elderly, prosperous-looking men in decorous blue serge suits. Even their signs had a decorous, plaintive ring: "What Has Happened to Human Relations...