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...couch inside the instrument-packed capsule named Friendship 7. In an incredibly matter-of-fact voice, John Glenn began to count: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six . . ." A great yellow-white gush of flame spewed out from the Atlas-D missile. For nearly four seconds, it seemed rooted to its pad in the space-age wasteland of Cape Canaveral, a flat, sandy scrubland dotted by palmetto trees and looming, ungainly missile gantries. Then the rocket took off, heading into the brilliant blue sky. "Lift-off," said Glenn. "The clock is operating. We're under...
Christopher Columbus Kraft Jr., 37, flight director, controlled Friendship 7 from the moment the Atlas-D roared off the launch pad, had to make the heavy decisions about whether to let Glenn make a third orbit and when and where to bring him to earth if further trouble developed. Sitting in the Mercury Control Center, Kraft was fed a steady stream of monitored data about the condition of Glenn and the capsule, plus the prediction, cranked out by computers every 1½ sec. from Greenbelt, Md., of where Friendship 7 would land if the flight had to be aborted...
When the curtain goes up, U Po Lone is dallying with his mistress in a Rangoon pad. Before the curtain falls, he has been shot. His sad story is shot through with black-marketeering, opium smoking, booze, bribes, and prostitution...
...Democrats gamble." Later, Connolly claimed: "I am not a bookie. I never registered a bet in my life. I am an amateur handicapper." Getting into the act, the capitol police turned up 50 numbers-pool slips in a basement annex room, discovered what seemed to be a betting pad in an elevator embarrassingly close to Governor Volpe 's office. Volpe promptly ordered a wall-to-wall search of the capitol by state police, who later succeeded in getting three state employees to sign gambling confessions...
...leader's black-gloved hand shot up, and the Jeep stopped. He aimed a long-lens camera out to sea as the eyes of his companions followed. One man fumbled with a fowling piece, then dropped it when the leader mumbled something. Another scribbled on a tiny note pad...