The Capitol plaza was No Man's Land last week. Some 700 ragged, hungry veterans arrived from the Pacific Coast to join the Bonus Expeditionary Force, to besiege Congress for immediate cashing of their adjusted service certificates. At their head was a thin, leathery roofer from Los Angeles named Roy Robertson. He wore a blue overseas cap, whipcord breeches. Behind his head was a steel brace from which a strap was fastened under his chin. While serving in the Navy he had fallen from a hammock,...
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