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...Generation. For all his newfangled, semi-bullet-proof vest of spun glass and nylon, Author Russ was in a war that was part French-and-Indian ambush tactics and part World War I trench fighting. Long before Russ joined the outfit on New Year's Day 1953, the Korean war had become a stalemate of dug-in positions. Massive mortar and artillery barrages confined both sides to night patrols, reconnaissance, ambush or recovery of the dead. With a certain Byronesque recklessness, Russ volunteered for them all. A Book-of-the-Month Club selection for January, The Last Parallel...
Lonely Hearts. The tabloid Napoleon, who sometimes propped his hand in his vest, waged the war for circulation (goal: 1,000,000) with stunts and sensations. The Graphic gave toys to the poor in Central Park, filled Madison Square Garden with a "Lonely Hearts Ball." The lonely hearts project was dropped within a year, when a woman deposited a baby on Gauvreau's desk and asked what he proposed to do about it. It had happened after the ball, she said...
This time John Davison Rockefeller Jr. did not have to wait. He doffed his topcoat, jacket and vest, hung them on a hook on the wall facing the mirrors and four chairs, shouldered into a sweater held out by his chauffeur and sat down in Jim Corbett's chair. "Would you please close the door?" he asked. Rockefeller, who will be 83 years old next January, is troubled by drafts. He leaned back in the chair, a smock draped about his stocky frame, for the usual haircut and shampoo. Then he began to ply the barber with questions...
...thinning white hair trimmed, shampooed and carefully dried, Rockefeller handed Corbett $5 for the $2.50 job, donned his vest, jacket and topcoat and headed off to the next point on his morning's itinerary. "Goodbye, Mr. Rockefeller,"said the barber. "Goodbye, Mr. Corbett," said the man who is known to his friends and associates (but not to his face) as J.D.R...
...cases a year. What makes Jack Daniel's so special is its clean, slightly smoky taste arid its smooth richness in the gullet. The secret goes back to 1866, when Jack Daniel, a mall (5 ft. 5 in.) tidy young man in 'rock coat and fawn-colored vest started to make whisky. Using spring water free of iron traces (murderous to whisky), he added the finest white corn, the best rye, barley malt, both fresh and ripe yeast to make a "sour" mash, different from most (fresh yeast only) bourbons. He let it ferment 24 hours longer than...