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...Force's most eligible bachelors, rocket-sledding Colonel John Paul Stapp (TIME, Sept. 12, 1955), 47, now head of the Air Force's "Man in Space" Committee, is scheduled to crash through the matrimonial barrier. The bride: attractive ex-Ballerina Lillian Lanese, 33, who helps run an El Paso ballet school. Though noted for his amateur cookery (mostly steaks), Space Surgeon Stapp was not sure who will preside over the kitchen: "Just say we'll manage to eat!" Long billed as "the fastest [632 m.p.h.] man on earth," Dr. Stapp allowed that he began romancing Lillian only...
...five years ago with a cover story on the Space Pioneer (Dec. 8, 1952). In the following months the editors reported on the state of U.S. education in science, in the cover on California Institute of Technology President Lee DuBridge (May 16, 1955); on space medicine, with Colonel John Stapp (Sept. 12, 1955); on rocket guidance systems (Jan. 30, 1956); on the intercontinental ballistics missile program, with the Air Force's Major General Bernard Schriever (April 1, 1957); and on the fabulous new industry supporting missile production, in the cover on California's Ramo Wooldridge Corp. (April...
...logged 63 hours of manned balloon flight, sealed himself in a capsule up to 26 hours, and made a parachute jump. Last June he supervised the trial ascent to 96,000 ft. by Captain Joe W. Kittinger, fighter pilot (TIME, June 17). On the ground, Space Surgeon Colonel John Stapp had drilled Simons for hours on simulated emergencies. Says Stapp: "After several weeks Dave could sit in a gondola, handle 20 emergencies and not die once...
...below, thunderstorms were moving in from the west. The tracking C-47 could not climb through the weather to follow the balloon, and radar was useless. The radio that reported Simons' heartbeat and respiration rate had died, and the main radio seemed to be weakening. Calmly, Dr. Stapp told Dr. Simons the news: if he stayed up he would have to monitor his own pulse and breathing, take his own position checks and thus could not risk more than a short nap. Answered Simons: "Let's continue the flight...
...Down with Simons." As Simons finally started to descend. Stapp detected a slur in his voice. "What is your respiration, Dave?" Stapp asked. Simons' count: a fast 44 breaths a minute. "Check your carbon dioxide," radioed Stapp. Simons' reading: the carbon dioxide in the capsule's air was an alarming 4% (3% is dangerous...