National Affairs: Westward Bound

Dwight Eisenhower's most poignantly sad moment of the week came not as he listened to the returns on election night, but as he stood bareheaded on a hill in Arlington National Cemetery and heard the melancholy strains of taps pierce the soft autumn air.

The last salute was sounding for an old and good friend, Captain Everett ("Swede") Hazlett, U.S.N. (ret.), who died last week of cancer. A high school chum of Ike's back in Abilene, Swede spent many an hour at the Belle Springs Creamery playing penny-ante poker with Night Foreman Eisenhower during the long, lonely night shift. It...

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