Dwight Eisenhower and his Missus, Mamie were leaving the big Presbyterian church in D.C..
We were there on a quick week's visit, and playing tourist.
He stopped and shook my hand, and riveted me with eye to eye contact,.....I don't remember the verbiage exchanged, I remember stammering something ending in, "Sir".
I was 12 at the time, and an avid student of WW2.Almost immediately thought of the pics. of him talking to the paratroopers.
....I've oftimes reflected just how many young men he riveted with that same frank and honest look, Knowing that their number would soon be up.
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