Tooting into Paris after a two-month jam session in Africa as good-will ambassador for Pepsi-Cola and the State Department, leather-lunged Trumpeter Louis ("Satchmo") Armstrong confided to the New York Herald Tribune's Art Buchwald that the Congofor Satchmo, anywayis as safe as a cat's own front porch. "Half the times I didn't know whether I was in the Congo or out of it," graveled Armstrong. "Them African places all look alike. But Léopoldville was great. I had three armies escorting me everywhere I went. There was the United Nations cats, the Congo cats, and...
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