Word: trunkful
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...seat. He took my license, but he never found the stuff. Since that day, I never went back to get my license." All he knows is that every so often a man in an old Chrysler pulls up, wraps the jars in brown paper and places them in the trunk, which has been refitted to carry more than 200 half-gallons. The moonshiner receives $5 a jar from the runner, who resells...
...mobster, was fatally wounded. A New Jersey janitor named Frank Ferriano was found in a lower Manhattan parking lot with half his head blown off by a shotgun blast. Hours later Richard Grossman, said to be a credit-card swindler working for the Colombo family, was found in the trunk of a car in the Sheepshead Bay section of Brooklyn. He, too, had been shot in the head with a shotgun...
...safety record among the air taxis and commuter lines inspires little confidence. Last year 106 people died in third-level crashes. The accident death rate for every 100,000 hours flown is 1.31 for the third-levels, as compared with .09 for the nation's eleven "first-level" trunk carriers and nine regionals. After a Chicago & Southern Airlines plane crashed last month at Peoria, Ill., killing 16, the Government's National Transportation Safety Board ordered an investigation of safety practices in the third-level industry...
Raising Pilots. One of NTSB's first recommendations may well be to raise minimum pilot qualifications. At present, air-taxi pilots can operate with only a commercial pilot's rating, which requires 200 hours of flying time. Pilots for the first-level trunk carriers need an air-transport rating, which requires a minimum of 1,200 hours. Some of the larger third-levels, like Philadelphia's eight-plane Altair, demand that their pilots have trunk-style experience. But the smaller third-levels, many of them Mom-and-Pop outfits with one or two single-engine planes, generally...
...Friend--"All Singing, All Talking, All Dancing"--is just like an enormous plastic Christmas tree, thousands of gaudy decorations obscuring a very simple trunk, the girl-gets-boyfriend plot. The girl in question, Twiggy, gets the boy friend pretty much through divine right as star of the film and through no readily apparent merit of her own. As Polly Browne, understudy cum assistant stage manager of a seedy British theater, she is called out one day to replace the aging star (Glenda Jackson) who has hurt her foot in a tram accident. Remember, credibility is not the point. Just before...