Word: pads
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...insulation materials. Son of a Methodist minister, Rassweiler worked his way through the University of Denver, got his Ph.D. in organic chemistry at the University of Illinois, worked for Du Pont, went to Johns-Manville as research director in 1941, where he developed numerous new products, including the insulating pad used on bazookas to protect the firer's face from burns. As vice chairman, Rassweiler skipped right over Johns-Manville's presidency, which became vacant last week with the retirement of Robert W. Lea. J-M's new president: Leslie M. Cassidy, 46, formerly vice president...
...bridge, but on the French side the check point is set just far enough back to leave the local gambling house in no man's land. When a new game of fantan or mah-jongg is about to begin, gamblers from the Chinese side quickly pad over the bridge without having to pass the French check point. Every afternoon at 3 o'clock Tonghing's postman comes across to collect the mail. China's postal service there is so bad that many Tonghingers, and even people as far away as Canton, have their mail addressed...
...lean little sparrow hawk of a man, sharp-beaked, with bright hazel eyes, Menaboni roams the Georgia swamps and forests, hunting birds with a .410 shotgun, a camera, traps and a sketch pad (he has special state and federal permits to collect two of each species a year for his pictures). Whenever possible, Menaboni draws his birds from life, to get the action right, sometimes dispatches them to do the plumage. The fact that he can keep them fresh in a refrigerator, he says, is a big advantage that Audubon would have appreciated. Another and greater advantage is his ability...
...will wish that he had thought longer, or that a sharper writer had done his writing for him. For while Dream Girl is built around a pretentious theme, Author Farrell can muster only nine undercooked stories to support it. His more familiar squalor tales and mass-and-class ruminations pad out the rest of the book, but they justify their intrusion only a couple of times. The Fastest Runner on Sixty-First Street (a sprinting champion who runs straight to his death during a race riot) shows the author at his Chicasro-street-corner best. The Martyr, anti-Communist Farrell...
...Overhead. Mac McDonnell still keeps his nose close to his drawing board, his eye on production. He likes to pad around the huge war-surplus plant on the edge of Lambert-St. Louis field, uses a public-address system to tell his 6,500 employees about new orders as soon as they come in. Lest they think that he is overpaid, he reminded them in his last annual report that his own salary (after taxes) is only "equal to the wages ... of ten unskilled laborers...