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...take a strike vote later this month. If the members approve a walkout--and you can count on it--the strike could begin in late February. That's just when American's six-year contract with its 30,000 mechanics and ground-crew workers runs out. Says John Ward, president of the Association of Professional Flight Attendants: "It is ironic that American can find more than $5 billion for these various assets but can't invest in its best assets, its employees." In a post-merger era, a walkout at American could instantly ground one-fourth of U.S. air travel...
...topper: flying from J.F.K., which most New Yorkers avoid like a contagion ward because it's farther from Manhattan than LaGuardia Airport and often clogged with international flights. Yet J.F.K. has become jetBlue's trump card. The airport is congested only about five hours a day, and the rest of the time--when jetBlue operates most of its flights--traffic is relatively light...
ZINC Although the conclusions of clinical trials are still split pretty evenly pro and con, a study from the Annals of Internal Medicine suggests that folks who have been popping zinc supplements to ward off colds may be on to something. Zinc seems to reduce the duration of cold symptoms by four days, provided you start taking it in the first 24 to 48 hrs. after symptoms appear and then keep sucking on the lozenges every couple of hours for several days. Don't overdo it though. Too much zinc can lower levels of HDL, the "good" cholesterol...
Think vaccines: a quick needle in the arm or buttock to ward off flu or measles, right? Not necessarily. Most of the vaccines being developed today are designed to treat disease, not prevent it. "The field is exploding," says Dr. Jeffrey Schlom of the National Cancer Institute (NCI), sponsor of nearly 100 studies of therapeutic vaccines, many of them to fight melanoma, a deadly skin cancer...
...Hughie and I preferred to live with the tenant farmer's family in their unpainted, weathered house half a mile down the road. My brother, Charles and I stayed up reading the Montgomery Ward's catalog by the coal oil lamp, fantasizing over the cowboy boots that were available for $5.95 (an impossible sum of money), and falling asleep in sleeping bags on the living room floor. (The news the other day that Montgomery Ward's had gone out of business bumped in my mind against Jimmy Carter's voice and memories - all items from a lost world...