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...right in the middle of an undertakers' convention at Conneaut Lake Park, Pa. Archie seems interested in everything but boxing. He does not tire of driving through town showing off his blue yachting cap ("It lends an impression that you own a yacht"), and his red Ford Thunderbird ("I think a sport should have a sport...
...lives, Novelist Klaas uses the familiar time-machine or flashback technique. Wyoming Schoolteacher Fritz Heine is a home-loving navigator who has never really navigated; Bombardier Robert Montgomery (pleasantly plagued by his cinemactor name) is a Texan who winds up gladly admitting that a hot pilot known only as Thunderbird. "a guy with seven Air Medals, two D.F.C.s and a D.S.C., is no ordinary nigger." The book's only homegrown villain, Colonel Condon, was booted from West Point after his third year for cheating on a French exam, now nobly carries on by bartering stolen food for his emaciated...
They stood and watched the police parachute-drop demonstration, U.S. Ambassador John E. Peurifoy and his two sons, Clinton, 14, and Daniel, 9. Then handsome Jack Peurifoy and the boys got into his robin's-egg-blue Ford Thunderbird and headed back to the Thai beach resort of Hua Hin, 85 miles southwest of Bangkok, for lunch. It was a holiday outing, a lark for the boys, and just the occasion for Peurifoy to open up with his prized Thunderbird. He gunned it up to 70 m.p.h. and left his four-jeep police escort behind. They were used...
...Sweeping down toward one of the bridges, Peurifoy saw a truck approaching from the other side. He had two choices-to speed up and try to slip through ahead of the truck, or to brake hard and hope the truck would, too. Peurifoy hit the brakes -too late. The Thunderbird smashed head-on into the truck. The ambassador and his younger son were killed almost instantly; the other boy was badly injured...
...through a 2-ft.-high stack of telegrams. Then, swamped by offers for endorsements, interviews and public appearances, he telephoned Fred Corcoran, professional business manager for professional athletes, became a Corcoran client. Later in the day the local Ford dealer dropped around to insist that Jack try out a Thunderbird, al though he already owns a 1955 Buick and an aging Chevrolet. Finally, at 10 p.m. - after two full days of transcontinental pandemonium, highlighted by a 5-minute chat with President Eisenhower in San Francisco, Jack Fleck turned into his own bed for the first night's sleep since...