Cheerleaders bounded and bounced in a political harlequinade, and Republican dignitaries lined up with grins wide enough for tooth inspection as the presidential Columbine III touched down at San Francisco's International Airport just ahead of the fog bank rolling over the San Bruno hills. Dwight Eisenhower, his face ruddy with returned strength and alight with expectation, stepped lightly from the big airplane, faced microphones and told why he had come a day ahead of schedule to the scene of the Republican National Convention. "I suddenly discovered this was too interesting a place to stay away from," he said. "I...
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