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Show " 1 Who's News This Week By Delos Wheeler Lovelace Consolidated Features. WNU Release, XTEW YORK. Once upon a time ' there were two miners and each had a son.' On.e son climbed a rocky road, and climbed, and after a while ... , said to him- wo Miners' Sons self: How Climb Rocky Road am I do- And Both Go High ing?" A"d . he was doing do-ing fine. He was as high as any man could get going that way. The other son climbed a rocky road, too, and climbed, but in the opposite direction; di-rection; and after a while he said to himself: "How am I doing?" And he was doing fine, too. He was s high as any man could get going is way. One son is Phillip Murray, chief of the CIO. The other is Benjamin F. Fairless, president of United States Steel. And if anybody wants to be old fashioned fash-ioned and say: "That is America, Amer-ica, or was, and not bad, either," it is OK in this corner. Fairless warns a Murray union that its wage demands may float the inflation balloon, because U. S. Steel would have to raise prices to meet the swollen payroll. Fairless probably prob-ably doesn't keep wages down because be-cause he likes to. He knows what it is to pocket a pay envelope as well as to hand one out. He was born in Pigeon Run, Ohio. He went to work early, taught school to get through college. lie 1 was graduated a civil engineer, but he turned soon to steel and although the road was rocky he climbed fast. At 45 he was president pres-ident of Carnegie-Illinois. He has headed the prime company since 1938. Fifty-three now he is ruddy, rud-dy, stocky, and insiders call him patient, reasonable. - 'TpHE mounting success of the April Plan is marked by more than Berlin's tumbling walls. Maj. Gen. Frederick Major General at Anderson's 38, His Gremlin promotion Rates a Mention f50m ,briSa-dier ,briSa-dier is another an-other evidence. He helped blue-print the plan in this year's fourth month after Air Marshal Harris and our own General Eaker got a green light from Casablanca. Anderson Is probably the only American general owning a gremlin. His is a gift from his eight-year-old son and is called, if the word may be mentioned in this refined corner, Stinky. Stinky, says Master Travis, fends off ack-ack, upends a Messerschmitt, corrects the general's gen-eral's faulty navigation, if any, aims the general's machine guns, adds extra powder to the general's bullets when they must travel extra far to reach a target; tar-get; and he always has a double chocolate soda ready on the general's gen-eral's landing: Practically a diapered major general, gen-eral, only 38, Anderson was born in Kingston. N. Y. At West Point he was so rambunctious he was called the "Wild Indian." Out of West Point he got promptly into a plane and went up rapidly after a slow start. His big chance came in 1941 when he was sent to study aerial bombardment in England's ruined cities. Now he heads the Eighth Air Force Bomber command and already al-ready wears the Legion of Merit award, the DFC and a Silver Star. Ultimately he wants a ranch out West with his wife, Travis, his daughter, daugh-ter, and, surely. Stinky. A CITIZEN whose sober but safe watchword for 30 years has been economy, and who still has no big bank roll, groans about the coun-n coun-n n if try's billion-Believes billion-Believes 2 Billion dollar boys. Would Soon Right There are, Our Juvenile Ills h1e. com-plains, com-plains, more than he can shake a stick at, all laying ciphers end to end. He thinks they all ought to be bookkeepers for astronomers. The groans were immediately inspired by Dr. Donald Du -Shane, a bellwether schoolteacher schoolteach-er nearly as round as the ciphers he tosses at senators peering into juvenile delinquency. Dr. Da Shane blames a penny-pinching federal educational policy for the evils the senators peer at, but adds that a little money would right everything. He mentions two billion, would prefer three. This seems to be the doctor's first talk of billions, but millions have often rolled off the tip of his tongue.' A couple of years ago he was urging the financial, and other, needs of the several hundred thousand teachers In the National Educational association associa-tion of which he was then president. Dr. Du Shane is fifty-eight years of age now, plump, gray and persuasive. persua-sive. A native of Indiana, he studied at the University of Wisconsin, married mar-ried recklessly at twenty-two and moved through a series of school mperintendencies to Columbus, Ohio. He stayed there until NEA made aim its head. Now he is secretary of NEA's commission for the defense of democracy through education. He Is also secretary of the NEA committee com-mittee looking now into charges that New York city's board of education It under tbs thumb of Mayor La Uuardia. |