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...Santo Vittoria (Simon & Schuster) by Robert Crichton, 41, a World War II combat veteran, is very likely the funniest war novel since Mister Roberts. The Troy of his hilarious Iliad is a wine-producing village in southern Italy, a town so poor in everything, including fertilizer, that its inhabitants stalk oxen with a broom and a pan. The Hector of the tale is the village mayor, a paisano whose native cunning has been reinforced by the study of Machiavelli. The Agamemnon of the story is a German captain assigned to rob the village of its only precious possession...
...physical strength a man peaks at 21 and plateaus to the late 60s, the period when degenerative diseases stalk. The arduous training program of the astronauts, five of whom are over 40 (Walter Schirra, Alan Shepard, Donald Slayton, Scott Carpenter, Virgil Grissom), has proved that a man can double his normal physical competence at ages much beyond 21. Any middle-ager's physiological potential is probably as unique as his fingerprints. The hair may grow thinner, but the capacity for mental growth is unimpaired in middle age. It is obvious that a man or woman of 40 can understand...
...Kenya, Elsa began her well-documented career as an orphan cub, became a 300-lb. lapful of love and affection, but ultimately returned to her wild, natural way of life. The clincher of this zoological success story is that Elsa, once taught by her human protectors how to stalk and kill, remained their friend until her death in 1961, paying them frequent visits, sometimes with her own trio of snarling cubs...
...lonely hills northwest of Ann Arbor, Frank Manner stepped from his farmhouse one night last week to quiet his yelping dogs. Off beyond the cornfield, he spied a glowing, "quilted" object-which he later sketched in detail -bobbing over a swamp. After a futile attempt to stalk it, Manner called police, who also saw the apparition...
...undeniably Communist but just as emphatically nationalistic. The 2,000,000 Westerners-tourists and businessmen-who passed through the rusting Iron Curtain last year (a 15% increase over 1964) found themselves transported, as if by time machine, into a Europe that in appearance and manner is almost prewar. Men stalk the narrow, cobbled lanes of Warsaw's "Old Town" clad in ankle-length leather overcoats. The taxi fleet of Budapest is made up largely of Russian Pobedas, whose grillwork and lumpy chassis resemble those of ancient Plymouths. In the faded plush elegance of Bucharest's Athenee Palace Hotel...