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Miss Vosgerchian has taught at Harvard since 1959, when she took over the Basic Piano program. For the last three years she has taught first-year harmony in Music 51. In her office, sitting among dulcimers, stringless lutes, a harpsichord, and a chamber organ, she is revealed also as the Curator of Ancient Instruments. But it is the concert career preceding her work at Harvard that best explains her effluent style of teaching. She threatens, exhorts, raises her eyes in anguish, then emerges with a reassuring smile...
Burpee's 910,000 mail-order home garden customers bought nearly 7,000,-000 packets of seeds last year, ranging from Surecrop stringless wax beans (20?) to the Mrs. Dwight D. Eisenhower hand-pollinated double petunias ($2 for a packet of 100 seeds), the most expensive seeds Burpee sells...
...Stringless Yo-Yo. We were in a weird state whose most experienced explorer is Major Herbert Stallings Jr. of the School of Aviation Medicine at Randolph A.F.B. (Texas). He has racked up a total of about 38 weightless hours. But bad weather and reassignment of planes had ruled out Major Stallings as my guide. Instead, I became the guest of the Tactical Air Command at Langley A.F.B., just inside the Virginia capes. Assigned to the project was Lieut. Colonel Devol ("Rock") Brett, skipper of the 355th Fighter Squadron and son of World War II's Lieut. General George...
...seat of your pants). I "dropped" the sinker in front of my masked face. It stayed there, floating. The merest delicate touch sent it gliding, featherlike, right or left, up or down, forward or aft. I was as happy as I would have been with a stringless yoyo. This was one place where a lead balloon would make...
...asking: "Ready to try it again?" Down we dived and up into another pullout. Up went the g needle. I felt a crushing force, and then the ineffable relief of subgravity and the euphoria of zero gravity. This time it lasted longer. Again I toyed with the stringless yoyo, so delightedly that I did not notice when we began to slow down. By inertial force, the sinker glided forward from my upraised left hand. My grab for it was defeated by the shoulder harness. Over the hot mike I warned Brett: "There's a lead slug corning over your...