"HAAALLLOOO DOWN THAR!"
White House newsmen on the South Lawn looked up to the Harry Truman balcony. There was the President of the U.S., with Lynda Bird, Carl Sandburg and Edward Steichen.
"Hey! Here's Carl Sandburg," called the President. "Don't you want to ask some questions?"
The reporters were so flabbergasted at the notion of playing a balcony scene with the President of the U.S., a bewhiskered photographer and a snow-thatched poet that the questions that followed were only desultory. Nevertheless, Lyndon insisted on chatting for a while. He spotted the Washington