Word: thoughte
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Setting out to be a lawyer, Cole went through Grand Rapids Junior College. But he switched to the General Motors Institute to earn while he learned-a month in a Cadillac plant, a month in class studying mechanical engineering. Cadillac thought him so bright that it hired him as a full-time engineer in 1933. Cole celebrated by marrying his home-town sweetheart, blonde, blue-eyed Esther Engman...
...equipment) announced layoffs of 11,500 men at three Illinois plants and in San Leandro, Calif. In General Motors' parts plants, there were widespread layoffs. The corporation also said that it will have to begin closing many assembly plants, starting with Chevrolet the first of October, although it thought it could keep some Chevy plants running to Nov. 1. Chrysler said it will start shutting down in November. Even Ford, which makes 40% of its steel at the integrated Rouge plant, expects to be hit by early December. This week at his press conference President Eisenhower said...
...Holy Land in 1936 as a British intelligence officer, he flung himself with typical passion into the Zionist cause. The Jews, knowing that Wingate was born into an evangelical Protestant sect (the Plymouth Brethren) and was a distant relative of the famed Lawrence of Arabia, at first thought he was a spy, or crazy. He violently urged the raising of a Jewish national army, and personally established the special night squads, mixed patrols of Jewish policemen and British soldiers to combat Arab terrorists. The British army distrusted Wingate even more than the Jews, and he was sent home in disgrace...
Wingate's air officer was U.S. Colonel Philip Cochran, who had won some fame of his own as the model for "Flip Corkin" in Milton Caniff's comic strip, Terry and the Pirates. On their first meeting, Cochran thought Wingate was an elaborate hoax, and was so baffled by his British public-school accent (Charterhouse) that he was sure Wingate suffered from an impediment in his speech. But at their second meeting, Cochran found "something very deep" about him and realized he "was beginning to assimilate some of the flame of this guy Wingate...
Hersey's least satisfying piece of fiction. Rigged to the intellectual fashions of the day and noticeably unballasted with solid thought, the Herseyan exposé of war as psychoneurosis is about on a par with the fond illusion of the '30s that wars were made by munitions merchants. Whenever his story of a U.S. Flying Fortress crew in World War II does get fleetingly aloft, it is thanks to John Hersey's reportorial reflexes, which are as crisply functional as propeller blades...