Harry Truman faced the cameras with the corners of his mouth turned down into his chin. Before him was the Defense Production Act handed up by Congress. There were no jolly Congressmen beaming over his shoulder waiting eagerly for a pen. As he snatched up a black and gold fountain pen, he mumbled loud enough for some reporters to hear: "The worst I ever had to sign." He scratched his signature, then brusquely cut off the photographers (toward ward whom he usually is friendly), saying that he had two telephone calls and a...
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