Biggest week in a President's year is the one in which Congress adjourns. Franklin Roosevelt sensed that last week was the week. The fumes of adjournment, like the fragrance of a steaming cup of coffee, ascended into his nostrils, and he was the essense of amiability as he kept business shuttling over his desk in anticipation of the pleasurable moment when the cup would touch his lips, when the first session of his second Congress would pass into history, having given him virtually everything he asked, denied him nothing important save the World...
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