• October 20, 1975
• Vol. 4
• No. 16

Lookout

Curt Landtroop's bailiwick is easy to spot, even among the endless rows of offices high up in General Motors' New York skyscraper. His is the one with the guide dog—Flame, a golden retriever—napping patiently by the door. Blind since birth, the 25-year-old Landtroop has spent the last ten months as a bond trader for GM, thanks to his mastery of a unique system that transmits up-to-the-minute price data in braille to a computer terminal beside his desk. "I am completely independent," beams Landtroop, who has anywhere from $25-$150 million at his disposal to trade on a typical day. This winter the Towson (Md.) State College graduate will attend night school to work toward a master's in business administration. That may cut into his traffic through the singles scene. But Landtroop isn't too concerned about his social life. Guiding his master along Manhattan sidewalks, Flame is a terrific icebreaker with young ladies—at least with those who can stand the pace. "Flame and I are perfectly matched," says the athletic Landtroop. "He was the fastest dog in his training class."

Cathryn Harrison was only 12 in 1971 when her nymphet charms decorated a Spanish poolside and caught the eye of director Robert Altman. He cast her in his Images. By age 15 she played her first nude scene in the French film Black Moon. Her penchant for acting isn't surprising—her granddad is the illustrious Rex and Daddy Noel was the sidekick in TV's late The Girl from U.N.C.L.E. (She hasn't seen Rex in four years because he avoids English taxes by living in Italy, and his granddaughter rooms with her Mum in South Devon.) Now sweet 16, Cathryn has again gone to the buff for a BBC television play called The Witches of Pendle.

Cathryn says her showbiz family ties have been relatively unimportant: "The connection has helped only in that it means people can place my name." Glittery genes aside, she is thinking of taking a course to become a midwife—just in case her acting career doesn't mature. She does hope one day to own a house in the country where she'll have "somebody nice to live with."

Chris Lewis has been slugging tennis balls since he was a toddler in Auckland, New Zealand. "Both my parents are good players," he says. "What choice did I have?" The practice has paid off. At 18, Chris is widely considered the best junior player (18 and under) in the world. He won the 1975 junior titles at Wimbledon and in Canada and was the runner-up in the Pepsico Junior Internationals during the U.S. Open at Forest Hills. Though he is right-handed, Chris' favorite player is lefty Jimmy Connors and like Jimmy, he hits flashy—and deadly—two-fisted backhands. Growing up on the grass courts in New Zealand, he prefers a fast serve-and-volley game. But, he concedes, "A true champion must win on all surfaces." Chris will get plenty of practice on the slower clay and composition courts on the U.S. tour this winter. He plans to turn pro and hook up with Bill Riordan's Independent Players circuit.