Except for an occasional meeting or special conference, the walnut-paneled office on the 24th floor of Tribune Tower in Chicago has been vacant for five years. The huge marble-topped desk behind which daily rose the gorge of the morning Tribune's high-cholered publisher, Colonel Robert Rutherford McCormick, is gone, replaced by a more modestly proportioned desk of wood. Unofficed, the colonel's ghost still walks restlessly through the Tower, but the paper has changed since that April day in 1955 when Bertie McCormick died at 74.
Change was inevitable, for McCormick carried an inimitable brand...
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