By the time President Eisenhower wound up his six-state, 4,500-mile tour of the drought-ravaged Southwestern and Great Plains states, his face was a windburned, cherry red; his eyes were worn from squinting through dust and sun; his once carefully polished brown shoes were flaked with windblown dust. From his brusque manner and his almost perpetual frown, aides and reporters sensed that he was thoroughly depressed by what he had seen.
Though his trip was brief (his plane, Columbine III, made only seven stops) and frequently monopolized by chart-bearing experts, Ike came face...
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