As he checked food items for Peoples Drug Stores, Inc. in Washington, 32-year- old Frank Porterfield had a wonderful recurring daydreamhe pictured himself leading his National Guard MP platoon in dashing feats of arms. Like his guardsmen, Lieut. Porterfield was tired of the dull routine of study and drill which filled their Tuesday evenings at the armory. He decided to put his dream
into effect.
At 9:40 on drill night last week, 50 white-helmeted MPs came roaring onto the Capitol grounds in a line of bouncing, skidding jeeps. Luckily for all concerned, Congress had gone...
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