THE PRESIDENCY 'What I'm Going to Do' Into the vortex of the Israel crisis flew the President of the U.S., his forehead deeply furrowed, his mood somber as he alighted from an Air Force Constellation at Washington National Airport in a cold and soaking rain. "This is some weather," he growled to his military and naval aides, hankering back to the vacation he had just cut short in sunny Thomasville, Ga. As he sped off downtown to the White House, Ike huddled down into his tan raincoat, reached often into his left coat pocket for a handkerchief, breaking out...
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