For 30 years brown-faced, square-shouldered George Leoles, 48, was known by his fellow Atlantans as a useful, loyal U. S. citizen. Ace hat cleaner of smoky Atlanta, each morning he left his popular little shop opposite the Federal Reserve Bank, smilingly made the rounds of Atlanta businessmen's downtown offices picking up their dusty hats to clean. He was active in the Parent-Teacher Association of the Crew Street School, attended by his shy, 12-year-old daughter Dorothy. One day a little more than a year ago, the principal of Dorothy's school noticed she did not salute...
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