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...Fred Rentschler gained another lap in the jet-power race. To mark Pratt & Whitney's 25th anniver sary, he dedicated a new $12 million gas turbine testing laboratory on the banks of the Connecticut River. Oldtimers who examined the concrete-lined testing chambers, in which jet engines will roar full blast in a gas-swirled inferno, were reminded of a classic Pratt & Whitney story. A wartime visitor to the plant, watching blue flames flickering from an engine's exhaust, remarked brightly: "Actually, you people simply are trying to contain and control fire, aren't you?" Replied...
...airport, desperate and weary. Alarms went out; planes and ships headed out into the storm, to criss-cross Lake Michigan, looking for wreckage. Close to the hour when the Northwest aircoach was due over Milwaukee, a woman on the Michigan lake shore near Benton Harbor had heard a plane roar low, thought she saw a burst of flame over the water. A retired Navy captain reported the same thing-a flash that rivaled the lightning, "flames for a number of seconds-nearly a minute, then light smoke in the lightning's glare." He took a quick bearing...
...rhythmic clip-clop of hoofs tapping down Roosevelt Raceway's brown half-mile oval was smothered by a swelling roar from the stands as the six-horse field came into the final turn. With less than a quarter-mile to go, a fast-stepping brown mare named Proximity, unbeaten in her five starts this year, had not made a move out of her third-place rut along the rail...
Tulane University's Psychologist Harry ( "Uncle Harry") Miles Johnson, 65, a rumpled and violent lecturer who would roar long and loud at his own bewildering jokes ("What's the matter, sir? Don't you get the point, sir?"), hated to have women in his class ("Damn it all, Mrs. Brown, I wish you weren't here"), liked to announce his quizzes by pulling up his tie like a hangman's noose ("Well, I'm going hang you on Thursday. . . Any questions? ). An incorrigible mangler of names, Uncle Harry once bedeviled a student named Diket...
...race was scheduled to start at 10 a.m., but as usual supercharged crowds, festive and hungry for thrills, began gathering outside Indianapolis Speedway at dawn. By race time, some 150,000 had crammed their way into the stands and infield to watch 33 underslung, overpowered little cars roar around the 2½-mile brick and asphalt track in the annual 500-mile grind...