From Nantucket around Cape Cod, across Massachusetts Bay to Norman's Woe ("It was the schooner Hesperus") and Gloucester, behind Cape Ann, through Casco Bay and up the jagged coast of Maine toward Eastport, Franklin Roosevelt last week piloted his 45-ft. Amberjack II on the sportiest, saltiest vacation the country had ever watched its President take. He dressed in old flannel trousers and a grey sweater under oil skins. He did not bother too much about shaving. Sun and spray tanned his face, widened his grin. He smacked over codfish balls, baked beans,...
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