During the long, lazy days at Key West, Fla. the formalities of the White House had quickly given way to a friendly atmosphere of sport-shirted ease. Harry Truman pitched horseshoes with his staff, bobbed placidly in the blue-green Atlantic waters, sometimes dropped in to chat with reporters on a companionable first-name basis. It was during one such informal visitat a party for White House Secretary Matt Connellythat one newsman casually observed that General Dwight D. Eisenhower seemed to be acting oddly like a presidential candidate. As casually, Harry Truman amiably agreed.
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