Word: shop 
              
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...Lockheed recruited Air Force ist Lieut. Francis Powers. Powers was a plane-happy youngster born in the Cumberland mountain country in Kentucky, near the Virginia border. His father, Oliver Powers, 55, who owns a shoe-repair shop in Norton, Va., reveled in telling callers last week that Francis got his first plane ride at the age of 14, came back to announce: "I left my heart up there, Pap, and I'm goin' back...
...Right, Jack. Sellers again-as a union shop steward in a cracking good socio-political satire...
Sellers' part is wittily written and redoubtably well played. He is the union's shop steward, a shabby individual who somehow manages to look like a fanatical potato. He has an aggressive proletarian pallor, beady eyes and an eagerly struggling mustache. He will make a speech at the drop of an aitch, and shows a genivs for tautology ("the existing agreement that exists") and abecedarianism ("I have no hesitation in delineating it as barefaced provocative of the workers...
...Sellers' character is no caricature. Many gifted mimics imagine that what they can imitate they have understood, but Sellers goes farther than that. His shop steward is the little man with the big dream, and he sees that if there is humor, there is also "enormous sadness" in the grubby little doctrine monger's vision of a workers' paradise somewhere beyond the Vistula: "All them cornfields and ballet in the evening...
Sleuths of the Department for Struggle, etc. raided a shop operated by one Anna Lazaryeva, discovered $9,250 worth of yarn, 150 sweaters and $7,500 in cash; a few doors away a second shop was discovered producing 100 blouses a day. The operators, said Krokodil, suffer from no shortage: state textile-industry employees swipe huge amounts of wool from government plants, resell it at a tidy profit to black-marketeers...