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...headlights. In 1937, trouble with the SEC forced Cord to sell his holdings, which by then included aircraft companies and a shipbuilding concern, for $2.6 million. In the same year, manufacture of the Cord-a high-priced ($3,000) car in the Depression era-was discontinued. Cord moved to Nevada two years later; in the '50s he became a state senator and a major force in local Democratic politics...
...billion in business. Some analysts expect sales of cameras and film to drop, because they are largely bought by vacationers. Las Vegas is still booming; MGM this week will open a new $106 million hotel. But businessmen are nervous because 65% of the gamblers arrive by car. Nevada Governor Mike O'Callaghan is trying to persuade Amtrak to provide weekend train service from Los Angeles...
...allowance, currently pegged by planners at around ten gallons per week. That would permit the average car to be driven about 130 miles, but some Cadillac owners could go only 80 miles while some Datsun drivers could roll 290 miles. People who could demonstrate a need to drive-the Nevada rancher, say, who lives 50 miles from the nearest church-would get extra rations. Doctors, plumbers, salesmen and others whose cars are absolutely vital to their jobs would get still more...
...search for rising air often leads to unanticipated landings-most often in the fields of surprised farmers. One pilot who touched down on a private ranch airstrip in Nevada found himself at the center of an impromptu cocktail party for 20 and was invited to dinner. Not all forced landings turn out so well. Industrial Engineer George Asdel recalls putting down at a military base where nuclear weapons were stored; he was greeted by machine guns and kept under armed guard for five hours. "We are always in trouble," says Dan Danieli, a grocer who practices his best manners...
...glad I didn't go down to Providence this weekend. Driving at 50 mph on I-95 after a summer of crusing through Montana and Nevada (whose only speed limit sign I saw instructed motorists to drive at a "reasonable and prudent" speed, which, of course, I totally ignored on route to setting a new personal landspeed record of 120 mph, downhill) was not my idea of fun. Neither was getting up at 8 a.m. to get to the soccer game on time, something I rarely do. Nor was Providence itself particularly enticing...