THE PRESIDENCY
Laughter and music from the cruise ship George Washington spilled across the Potomac. Over the tiered decks, 600 wounded U.S. servicemen glugged beer, munched on Texas barbecue, flirted with flotillas of pretty hostesses. Hopping about on a crutch, a one-legged soldier danced a manic Monkey with his partner, while another veteran in a striped bathrobe foxtrotted with a nurse. Between performances by the Bitter End Singers and a chorus from the University of Alabama, a bevy of scantily clad beauty queens mingled with the men. Then, 40 minutes before their brief...
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