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...more than a giant junkyard, although one MASDC task is reclaiming usable parts from those planes that will never fly again. The Pentagon transmits a weekly computerized "save list," and in a special hangar MASDC maintenance mechanics go to work removing anything from a ball bearing to a tail section. Reclaimed jet engines awaiting shipment hang in rows like sides of beef...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AMERICAN SCENE: The Great Arizona Aircraft Apron | 3/24/1975 | See Source »

Israel is a tail wagging a dog. We should, as the Arabs have said, be wooing those interests benefiting all Americans, not the minority, as is the case...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Forum, Mar. 24, 1975 | 3/24/1975 | See Source »

Twenty minutes later Frank Fisher and the red snapper were in his kitchen. The fish was unwrapped and Fisher was exasperated. He had specifically directed the counterman not to cut off the red snapper's tail--only its head--but the fish was distinctly abbreviated at both ends...

Author: By Philip Weiss, | Title: Frank Fisher | 3/17/1975 | See Source »

LASER-GUIDED ARTILLERY: The Army is enthusiastic about the potential of a newly developed 155-mm. shell. Fired from a conventional cannon, the 6-in. shell sprouts tail fins and small forward wings to prevent spinning. It can be aimed up to 500 yds. wide of a target illuminated with a laser beam projected by a forward observer. A "seeker" in the nose of the shell picks up the laser reflection, controls the fins and thus guides the shell to the target. Another application of the laser is giving tank guns more accurate range finders. Once they get a target...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: The Electronic Arsenal | 3/3/1975 | See Source »

...into a clearing off the road. The Mercury's engine gurgles and fails, it is quiet again. His face is finally calm, but I squeeze mine a little so it still looks offended. A yard away, a pile of fallen leaves breaks and an animal with a naked, ringed tail rustles out. Startled, my brother watches the possum's ambling intently. The car door swings wide and he slinks around to my side. I can't help smiling at his shrewd expression as he motions for me to step out. I can't help laughing when the animal scares...

Author: By Anemona Hartocolhs, | Title: In the '55 Mercury | 3/3/1975 | See Source »

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