Word: mountainous
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Schwartzwalder's frustrations were not yet over. He was dead broke, and couldn't afford to have the ore hauled down the mountain. "I didn't hardly know which way to turn. We were going steadily into debt. It got so bad I even tried to get contractors to haul it down for 50% of the profit, but no one would. They figured I was another crazy prospector...
...depth of Fred Schwartzwalder's despair, his son raised $400 in California and sent it to his father. With the money Fred was able to haul 53 tons of ore down the mountain and freight it to the processing plant at Salt Lake City. After three anxious weeks, Fred heard from the AEC. In the envelope were two $6,000 checks and a top-grade assay. Fred's mine was a vein deposit of high-grade uranium ore (only one other major vein deposit-in Marysvale, Utah-is producing...
...vastness of the gap between the envisioned tomorrow, and the actual today, Brazilians sometimes blame nature: the rugged mountain ranges that block the seaboard from the interior, the tropical heat that saps men's energy in the coastal cities, including Rio. Racists (rare but not unknown in tolerant Brazil) put the blame on Brazil's racial potpourri. (It was 62% white, 27% brown and 11% black by the 1950 census, but a majority of Brazilian whites have at least a trace of Indian or Negro blood.) Often Brazilians blame the nation's Portuguese colonial masters. Complains...
Eight years later (by then a doctor with a wife and child), Edward found he had TB himself. Remembering with horror the airless cell in which his brother suffered, Trudeau moved to Bloomingdale, in a remote section of New York's Adirondack Mountains, and three years later to nearby Saranac Lake. Inexplicably, he began to recover in the cool, fresh air. In 1885, on a $350 gift from a friend, Trudeau founded the. U.S.'s first TB sanatorium (first patients: two consumptive factory girls). Trudeau shunted patients out into the biting mountain air, made them sleep, bundled snugly...
...came to Fermi, but they did not make him less be-oved by his colleagues and students. His ife after the squash-court event was omething of an anticlimax (it could not lave been otherwise), but it was happy and productive. He had a zest for life (skiing, swimming, mountain climbing) as ell as for knowledge...