Critics berate him for weakness, but he keeps to a course of restraint
Skimming down a steep, snow-covered road at Camp David in Maryland's lovely Catoctin Mountains, Jimmy Carter was enjoying the brisk air of an afternoon in the woods when the tip of one of his thin skis caught beneath a crust of rough ice. The President of the United States went down hard. The consequences of this tumble were clearly visible when he returned to snow-paralyzed Washington the next day: an ugly purple bruise the size of a silver dollar over his right...
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