A onetime Washington reporter visiting his old beat for the first time in two years, last week attended the President's first 1944 press conference. To friends he wrote:
"Muscling into the White House was an extraordinary process. For five and a half years I wandered in there casually any time, as if it were a city or county build ing, waving to the guards, listening to them exchange race tips. . . . Now I had to have everything but a blood test. I didn't recognize a single guard until the ten-minute grilling and clothes brushing was over and...
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