Word: portlanders
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Atlanta, Denver, Chicago, Portland, Ore., San Francisco, Indianapolis, men traipsed in & out of branch offices of the U.S. Employment Service and Veterans Administration-griping at the red tape, the delays in paying claims, the poor job offers and the stuffiness of bureaucracy. It burned them up when "Major So-and-So," now in civvies, interviewed them. "You wouldn't catch me calling myself T/3 Smith the rest of my life," sniffed ex-T/3 Smith...
...from two very exciting weeks on the Pacific Coast. I had been unable to get to the Coast since before the war; so when TIME'S Editor, Harry Luce, asked if I would like to go along with him, I jumped at the chance. We flew out to Portland and traveled south from there...
First stop was a testimonial banquet to another publisher: "Ep" Hoyt, of the Portland Oregonian, with whom I worked in OWI. He was leaving to take over the Denver Post (TIME, Feb. 18), and some 500 of Portland's leading citizens got up the banquet to show that they were sorry to see him go. West Coast citizens certainly have a tremendous personal interest in their communities and a deep sense of civic responsibility for them...
Twenty miles from Portland, at the little old town of West Linn on the Willamette River, we stopped off at the Crown Zellerbach paper mill. There Crown Zellerbach is converting a newsprint machine to make the kind of book paper we need to print TIME on. They are also installing a new-type coating machine to coat the paper, using a method which Time Inc. pioneered. As you probably know, paper is scarce, but when these machines start producing we expect the quality of paper in the copies we print on the Pacific Coast to be considerably improved...
Colonel Guy T. Viskniskki is celebrated as a newspaper doctor, an efficiency expert. He is tough, ruthless, and almost as bald as a hard-boiled egg. Called in to operate on the frumpy Portland Oregonian in 1934, Efficiency Man Viskniskki took one look and laid about him with his cleaver. Deadheads rolled, deadwood was chopped away, and the "old lady of Alder Street" woke up with her face lifted...