It was a week that might have been plucked out of the 1952 campaign. President Eisenhower moved fast, covered 2,000 miles in the space of 48 hours. He spoke often to cheering audiences. Perched on the back seats of shiny convertibles, he rode through streets swirling with confetti and draped in bunting, waving to the crowds. He patted the backs of deserving candidates. In flight, he worked on speeches, changed his clothes, catnapped. For Ike, it was more than a flashback to 1952: it was the harbinger of things to come. In...
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