It was mid-October off Guadalcanal. The Jap cruiser wheeled and turned like a crazed whale. On the pursuing U.S. destroyer Duncan nimble fingers adjusted a torpedo director, sent a tin fish on its way. Smoke and water geysered up. The Jap shuddered, rotted over, started towards the bottom.
The maker of that Jap-killing torpedo director was no oldtime munitions outfit, no veteran precision manufacturer, no war-wise Naval ordnance plant. It was energetic, ingenious General Mills Inc., which before the war was a peaceful flour miller (Gold Medal, Bisquick, Wheaties). But last week General Mills was running a huge Naval fire...
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