Word: urbanizing
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Bishop Fulton J. Sheen, 72, was more than agreeable. On Ash Wednesday he disclosed that he has turned over $680,000 worth of church property in downtown Rochester-1½ acres of land, a church and a parochial school-to the Federal Government for use in an urban-renewal project. Some of the Negroes and Puerto Ricans who make up a majority in the parish were distressed at losing the church and school, but Sheen promised to support a new social center next to another Catholic church in the area...
...untapped or underused reservoir of labor. Moreover, businessmen recognize that the economic health of cities is vital to the health of their own companies. The recent push by U.S. business to employ "hardcore jobless" has moved beyond tokenism to a substantial commitment to help quiet the smoldering volcano of urban unrest...
...argument. Chairman George Champion of Chase Manhattan Bank decries "mass do-gooding at the expense of stockholders." Says Chairman Birny Mason Jr. of Union Carbide: "I'm afraid we're going through another phase of promises that will lead to disillusionment." Still, such analysts of the urban crisis as Director Pat Moynihan of the Harvard-M.I.T. Joint Center for Urban Studies (TIME cover, July 28) give corporations high marks for their active concern. "Business has reacted more openly and sensibly to the situation than any single segment of the community," says Moynihan. "Business has no commitments...
...whatever formula the inexorable attack on long-neglected urban problems comes, the cost will be staggering. Alcoa Chairman Frederick J. Close last week ventured a price tag of $100 billion to clean U.S. skies and rivers, rebuild cities, unsnarl traffic, educate the young and re-educate the old. Vice Chairman Simon Ramo of TRW Inc. puts the cost ten times higher, or $1 trillion...
...three dark figures from an ominous Other World spin a tiny street caper. Cut away and up through telephone wires to a rolling grey sky. Then abruptly to a bloodless flower child running running running along Graduate-white walls, down the empty spaces of a railroad yard, into some urban junkland moor, all this under a categorically blue sky and the electronic fallout of Streetchoir music tortured backwards through a tape-recorder. A conversation is heard. The flower child finds a blackjacket friend reading Bronze Beauties Revue on the front seat of a broken-down auto. They talk in silence...