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...Packinghouse Daughter. That?s what she is - the daughter of a retired Wilson & Company millwright in a meatpacking pant in Albert Lea, Minnesota. That?s also the name of her new book, "Packinghouse Daughter" (Perennial/HarperCollins; paperback), a splendid memoir of her family?s blue-collar life in the 1950s, and the 109-day strike that divided the town...
...universe, a concept now widely accepted over his "steady state" theory, which maintains the universe has no beginning or end; in Bournemouth, England. DIED. OSCAR JANIGER, 83, psychiatrist whose experiences on LSD inspired him to become one of the first Americans to study psychedelic drugs in the 1950s and early '60s; in Torrance, California. To examine the link between LSD and creativity he tested the drug on 1,000 volunteers, including Aldous Huxley, Cary Grant and Jack Nicholson. DIED. PETER MAAS, 72, best-selling author of true-life Mafia and police crime novels The Valachi Papers and Serpico, which were...
Carson grew up poor in Detroit in the 1950s, and when he was eight, his parents divorced. After he nearly failed the fifth grade, his mother moved swiftly to intervene. She sharply restricted television viewing time for him and his older brother Curtis and required them to submit weekly reports on books they had read (Carson's first: Chip the Dam Builder). It wasn't until years later that the brothers learned that their mother, who left school after third grade, could barely read what they wrote...
...assistant professor at Harvard in the late 1950s, he proposed the radical notion that ant societies are bound together by an elaborate system of chemical signals. He went on to prove the existence of what are now called pheromones with an elegant experiment. Pied Piper-like, he lured a stream of worker ants along a chemical trail laid down with pheromones extracted from a gland in the abdomen of a fire...
Still, Mombasa seems an unlikely place to settle. For me, its charms are antique: here the ruins of a once-mighty fort, there the shards of porcelain, reputedly from Zheng He's ships, that I find hidden in a dilapidated museum. As recently as the 1950s, seagoing freighters thronged to East Africa's largest port, off-loading boozy Western seamen and picking up African treasures. Today, as I stroll along the harbor, stevedores off-load shipments slowly - a languor born of chronic underemployment. Still, the Chinese come. "We Chinese can find business opportunities everywhere," grins Cen Haokun, one of three...