At 7:15 p.m. the tan Chrysler coupe pulled up in front of the home of Mrs. Truman's brother, George Wallace. The Senator, his wife, and blonde, 20-year-old daughter Margaret washed up and had a little supper while they chatted about Chicago. It was the usual quiet Sunday night in Independence, Mo. (pop: 16,066). Few of the neighbors noticed the hatless, coatless nominee for the U.S. Vice-Presidency.
Underneath the Roses. Up at 6 a.m. the next morning, he drove the seven miles to his office in the Federal Court Building in Kansas City. By now everybody knew that Harry Truman was...