THE u. s. PRESIDENCY has often been dramatized as the “loneliest job in the world." Yet actually John Fitzgerald Kennedy is constantly surrounded by his wife, children, brothers and sisters-inlaw. sisters and brothers-in-law; by friends from his newspaper reporting and navy and school days; by political cronies from his native Massachusetts; by experts in various fields of government; by top military brass: by a steady stream of royalty, statesmen and diplomats from foreign countries: by congressmen and officials of the Democratic Party: by individuals from all parts of the land who for one reason or another are important enough to be received by the chief executive: by an office staff of two hundred and seventy: by two hundred and fifty White House policemen and an unrevealed number of secret service men in plain clothes: and by a domestic staff of seventytwo, including gardeners.By IAN SCLANDERS18 min
THE FIRST CARAVANSARY ever to accept my custom was a clapboard lodging known as the White Pass hotel. It stood on the main street of Whitehorse. Yukon, across from the White Pass Railway station, with which it had no kinship since both hotel and railway were named independently for a common geographical feature.By Pierre Berton17 min
CANADA'S FIRST nuclear squadron arrived at the RCAF base in Zweibrücken. Germany, shortly before Christmas. It is the first of the CF-104 squadrons which, over a period of months, will replace the obsolete Sabre squadrons of Canada's airdivision in Europe.By BLAIR FRASER14 min
NUCLEAR WEAPONS, like war itself, are too important to be left entirely to generals. This winter we have been learning that they are too important to be left to politicians either. The nuclear mess of 1963 goes back to decisions made by the cabinet, with military advice, in the late Fifties.By KEN LEFOLII13 min
WHENEVER I TAKE a close look at the women's pages in any one of the five Canadian newspapers that come into my house every weekday, I get the curious feeling that the people responsible for publishing them (and their tone is set by male publishers, not lady editors) must all belong to some kind of antiquarian society devoted to the preservation of the notion that women are sweet, seemly, shy — and stupid.
IT IS ALMOST A RULE of professional hockey today that you must have a "policeman" on your team to win the Stanley Cup, or even to come close to it. By "policeman." I mean a man who can knock most of the men on the other team down. Like any good cop in any crowd, the hockey policeman must command respect.
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