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...Porch Light. Indiana's Freshman Democratic Congressman Randall S. Harmon, 55, who has been collecting $100 a month from the Government for renting out his own front porch to himself for an office in Muncie, announced that the Post Office Department owed him money, too. Declared Harmon, a political rolling stone and onetime tool worker who tumbled into office with last fall's Democratic landslide: The Muncie post office used his versatile porch for a drop-off station for sacks of mail for nine years. The tab: $1,800. Replied Postmaster General Arthur E. Summerfield: "No legal basis...
...down on the side porch of his villa outside Havana one afternoon to get acquainted with new U.S. Ambassador Philip W. Bonsai. "Friendly, cordial and knowledgeable about Cuba," said Castro. "A good ambassador...
Indiana's freshman Democratic Representative Randall S. Harmon, 55, shrugged off all the bother as mere pother. Sure, he admitted, he was drawing $100 a month from the Government for renting himself his own front porch back home in Muncie (monthly mortgage payments for the whole house: $54.40), which he had converted into an office. Moreover, his office was being run by his wife, and she was getting a secretarial salary of $4,424.16 a year from the U.S. "So what?" cried Congressman Harmon last week. "It's nobody's business." Added...
...Then, still plugging away at his list of freshmen Congressmen with relatives on the payroll, Trimble struck pay dirt when he called Mrs. Randall Harmon on a hunch. He hit on precisely the right question: "Incidentally, where is your office?" Mrs. Harmon's answer: "Why, on the front porch." An Indianapolis reporter later wrote that Harmon was so enraged by Trimble's story that he waved a pistol and vowed: "I figure on throwing the fear of God into that Vance Trimble...
...Havana Hilton suite and into the confusion of a stucco chalet named High Ranch, on a hill east of Havana. Typical scene one noon in the living room: a woman travel writer asleep on a couch, cigar butts on the floor, a disconnected chandelier. Outside on the porch a cassocked priest sat reading the funny papers...