Files of blue-clad Mexican Army cadets waited in the grove of ancient and enormous trees beneath Mexico City's historic Chapultepec Castle. As Harry Truman's black, bulletproof Lincoln stopped in the deep shade, the cadets stood rigidly at attention. The President of the U.S. stepped out, walked to a stone shaft which stood amid the trees. An aide handed him a wreath. He laid it down, stood for a few moments, bowed, walked back to his car. A few cadets wept silently. The presidential procession rolled on.
The little ceremony had lasted only a few...
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