The Key West Citizen Newspaper, June 19, 1953, Page 6

THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Friday, June 19, 1953 "THEIR SPACE SHIP WAS A POWER- niga sree WAS NETTED, HUNDRE yi FARTH ay sTeAro® FROM SPACE,” THREE DAYS A WEEK L- WATCH THEM LEDBETTERS ! GUT TELLS ME YE WATCH THEM SACKERS LIKE A HAWK-~ EVER’ OKAY LET'S GO BACK TO THe BIG DIPPER '— HEY--WHERE'S SO THE’MERMAID* GOES DOWN THE BAY TOWARD THE OPEN WOLNVWHd JHL NoauodD HSVTS NVIDIDVW 3HL INVYAGNVYW = a m J ° 4 Q YIHLVI dN ONIONINa LLa4 VLL3 By BILL GIBB Some time back we quoted a city ordinance as follows: Sec. 17. 34. Following too closely. The drivereof a motor vehicle shall not follow another vehicle more closely than “is reasonable and prudent, having due regard for the speed of such vehicles and the traffic upon, and the condition of the street or nighway. The question seems to have aris- en as to just what distance might be considered reasonable and pru- dent. A‘rule of the thumb’ used by most police officers in determining this distance is that there should be at least one car length distance for each ten miles an hour at lower speeds. Of course, as the speed increases, the distance shou become greater. How far will you travel before you can stop at various speeds? Under ideal conditions on the aver- age road at 20 mph you will go 21 feet; at 30 mph, 47 feet; at 40 mph, 84 feet; at 50 mph, 131 feet. The distance needed in which to stop grows rapidly with high speeds. At 80 mph - a speed often driven by today’s reckless driver - the average braking distance measures over one hundred yards or 336 feet to be exact. Can you see now how easy it is for speed to kill? If the speeder himself were the one to suffer death perhaps the situation wouldn’t be so bad. The trouble is that too often, the vic- tem is an innocent child or an aged pedestrian. Children trust grown-ups. They don’t realize that a driver going forty miles an hour within the City Limits is nothing more than a cold-hearted, potential murderer. Nor do they know that the driver cannot stop his car for almost one- third of a block. That is why they will step out into the street in an attempt to cross. The result is an- other mangled, broken body. Reckless drivers have proven by their record that they are not fit to drive in organized society. Re- peat offenders show that they care nothing for the lives of others. Dr- astic means shouid be taken to see that they forfeit all driving privil- eges. As the Hon. Clare Boothe Luce, Congresswoman from Conn., says: “The traffic accident problem is as critical as any social problem we have to solve tuday.”” Speeding is the number One caus of accidents so help solve the pro- blem by remembering, Speed Kills, Take It Easy. Price Of Musical Seranading Goes Up In Mexico MEXICO CITY (#—The price of | music has gone up, but the fine old romantic custom of serenading keeps on. The strolling street musicians now demand 10 pesos—$1.25—per song. Wether they get it depends on just how long the prospective audience has been celebrating. Before World War II the stand- ard price was 1 peso, then 21 cents U. S. During the war it went up to 1 peso per song for each man in the group. This might range from two men, guitar and’ violin, to 10 or 12 including a mar- imba player. Now it is up again. But the higher prices have not! halted the early morning serenade } to a sweetheart. Permanent resi-} dents can count on being awakened around 2 a. m. at least three or| four times a year for an hour of} music. If you have a lot of pretty girls in your block, you'll bear} leven more. For some reason, you don’t get} mad when awakened by serenad-| ers. For one thing, the music is! good, soothing and not too loud. It blends into a doze very nicely. The protocol of being serenaded | is strict and seldom violated. | The girl never appears at her! window. On the other hand, she} jmust get up and pull back the! jeurtain, keeping well back in the jsbadows. The movement of the | curtain shows she is at home and | appreciating the music. The spon-! | sor stands out in the street under | a light so she can be sure who gets jeredit for the serznade. TOP CATTLE JUDGES DINSMORE @— Four contest- ants from the 20 highest in the +H dairy cattle judging contest at Orlando last February won/ places Wednesday on the 4-H team | that will represent Florida at the! National Dairy Cattle Congress. | ; The winners were Merriam Sim- | jmons, 16, St. Augustine, with 472; of a possible 550 points; Robert; 17, Callahan, 471; Pa tor Hanson, 15, Dinsmore, 460. i The cattle congress will be held | i 73 miles away from the Alaskan) volcano, Chapter 10 A COLD wind, with a feeling of rain or sleet in it, turned the corner with the cab. reg 3 had changed. The old one-story frame and red-brick houses Jooked a little shabbier, that was all. Mandell picked up the box of | from the candy and the roses seat beside him. y All Ma had let him do was to have the old house painted, buy her_a new washing machine, and stuff the parlor with a radio- phonograph and a television set, both expensive. Mandell climbed the sagging | stairs. Before he could use his key, Rosemary opened the door. “I hoped you’d come, Barney.” She smiled. “Ma read the morn- ing paper. She knows you've been released on bail.” Mandell stood dwarfing the small hall, his topcoat draped over one arm, holding the flowers and candy he'd bought. “Where is a?” Rosemary said, “In the kitchen. Getting you a big breakfast. She} Was so certain you would come.” Rosemary laid her hand on Man- dell’s arm, the smile fading from her lips. “But for God's sake don’t €2, next door. Pat swears he'll at your brains in.” The sick feeling returned to Mandell’s stomach. The brief glow he’d experienced faded. “Why? Why should Pat want to beat my brains in?” “You don’t know?” “No.” A small woman with bird- bright eyes hurried down the hall. Ma Mandell had heard their voices, She was wiping her floured hands on her apron. “Barney, my boy!” She looked at Rosemary re- proachfully. “And you said I shouldn't feel bad if Barney couldn’t come home this morn- ing.” She lugged her big son around the waist and tried to lift him off his feet. “But I knew Bar- ney would come to see his ma. And look, He brought me roses and candy.” She dabbed her eyes with a cor- ner of her clean white apron, eae and crying at the same time. “But here I am, making | like an old fool. And you must be hungry, Barney. Such a big man to feed!” Clutching the roses and the five-pound box of candy to her shriveled bosom, Ma Mandell hurried back down the hall to- almost ready, Barney. Come. By the table sit. It will be just like old times.” N ANDELL walked into the +¥4 shabby parlor off the hall and laid his topcoat and hat on the sofa. Rosemary followed him into the parlor and sat on the arm of a chair, swinging one nylon- ee ong leg. “ put up your Mandell lighted a cigarette and blew the smoke at the tear- dropped crystal chandelier. “A guy named Curtis.” “Who's he?” Mandell tried to tell her. He tried to tell her what had hap- ned in the office and couldn't. instead he ran his hands over his face and just stood looking at her: The freckle-faced little kid next door had moved into the big time as far as | were con- cerned, Rosemary was amused. “Think you'll know me when you see me again?” _“T think so,” Mandell said. He | tilted her chin with a crooked | forefinger. “Now you look at me. Do I look crazy to you, kid?” ward the kitchen. “Breakfast is} Rosemary said, “I answered beg oer . the station.” “Anyway, I was. “Who said so?” “Dr. Orin Harris.” “That egocentric quack.” Rose- mary laid her hand on his arm again. “Look, Barney. What did the doctors at the asylum say?” rer tae with everything they hed over me with everything and couldn't find a sign of a brain injury. But my record was against me. “You mean the hallucinations he told me about this morning? ‘inding your razor in the ice-cul tray? Hearing bells and voices that didn’t exist? Wringing a parrot’s neck? Imagining you caught your wife in bed with an- other man?” The World Today By DON WHITSHEAD (For James Marlow) WASHINGTON ® — President Eisenhower's defense budget has been challenged as one that im- perils U. S. security by clipping the Air Force’s wings. Gen, Hoyt S. Vandenberg, Air Force chief of staff, has made that serious accusation, The general wants Congress to override the ad- ministration and provide money for a 143-wing Air Force rather than wait. for a complete new re- view of U. S. military needs by the incoming Joint Chiefs of Staff and the National Security Council. Eisenhower has told the nation: “We are not going to cripple this nation and we are going specifi- cally to keep up its air power.” But Vandenberg testified before |a Senate committee: “I feel that under the present budget the de- lay in reaching the proper strength of the Air Force is endangering national defense.” Now, in those two statements somebody is wrong. Both men can’t be right—not if they are working from the same estimates of the wofld situation. The key to these contradictions appears to be that Eisenhower and his civilian defense chiefs base their planning on one estimate of the danger of Soviet attack and the air power needed in the near} future, while Vandenberg bases his position on a different—and more alarming—estimate. Thus if Vandenberg is right then the U. S. should gear up fast. If the administration assessment is correct, then obviously there time for a new look at the entire picture. Let’s take a look at how this sit- uation developed: Back in 1951 under the Truman regime, the Joint Chiefs of Staff agreed on strength levels for the Army, Navy and Air Force which considered a safe minimum. The buildup goal for the Air Force was 143 wings. The number of planes in a wing varies accord- to the mission. For example, ge it nes. “pm estimated that by SEB WBE fc. bee tre 1 Congress In the past three » spent about $161.7 armament The Alr Force began Contracts were made, plans were made for bases and training of personnel Taen the administration changed entered the Wi House and chose Charlies EB. Wil- son of General Motors as his de- fense secretary Wilson immediately froze con- struction of new bases not deemed spending could be cut, Wilson and his deputy, Roger M. Kyes, made statements clearly in- dicating they did not think Russia was ready for war either in the air or industrially. Eisenhower reject- ed any “crisis year” approach to the defense buildup. Wilson took a look at the plane production schedules. He found the aircraft industry had fallen behind in combat plane deliveries as much as 30 per cent, He figured the Air Force couldn't reach the 143-wing goal under any circumstances be- fore December, 1955, Wilson found, too, that the Air Force was making contracts in |which the “lead time” for deliv- jeries was as much as three years jin advance. He decided this lead time could be cut to two years and therefore the Air Force wouldn’t need so much money for advance financing. Besides, there was on hand 28 billion dollars that the Air Force hadn't spent. The lag in produc- tion had thrown the whole program out of gear. Wilson and his aides*made no cutback in the combat plane pro- duction. They decided to keep pro- |duction rolling—and even to strive to speed up deliveries. But Wilson, with Eisenhower's Crossword Puzzle iy before or couldn’t. He didn’t exist. See? It was all in my mind on account of me having taken too punches.” “Gale explained it to you?” # “That's right.” = “But why stay in the asylum for two years?” “Because Dr. Harris thought it was best. He made up a case his tory on me, and the brain di out at the asylum read it said he was right.” } “Look, Barney. If you were a flat-footed puncher who took three to land one, it would be &) different matter. But ye aren’ You never have been. You've al. ways been a boxer. Since your first Golden Glove ment, you haven't pwiishment to break an that th ke alee Ld ¥ that thick head of yours. no crazier than I am, Barney,” “Then why did I hear and } and imagine the things I did? i = did they Fo. away as as fighting’ Rosemary’s smile was * lieve me, that’s something P'd to know.” + Mandell got a little hot. “I you and Pat and John and! oe think I should have gone | scrambling for a fast buck x] Poe my top and maybe er” Rosem: ‘tood hands on hie oats oo Believe me. All I want, all ever wanted, is what is best for you.’ Mandell tilted her chin kissed her. “Thanks.” ~~ he po ha fist Poe i sot r was Mandell was pe mis Bbhing, she as sYowere at in} ith that dame feck rte ande! closed door. Life was too complicated. (Te be continued) that 143-wing goal. Me fixed goal Teo F 88k under the waters of the backing, wanted another look at river in southern Italy. 1U 1G ed FAW ag 4s uafll4 i j i i | i Ke reduced personnel esti-| mates god went about the business of geet. how and where military