Word: roome
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Recognized Rights. Five minutes after noon, Chief Justice Earl Warren's nod brought the N.A.A.C.P.'s special counsel, Thurgood Marshall, slowly to his feet; to him, more than to anyone else in the room, this session, however important, was just another battle in a long, long war. Almost serenely, Marshall reviewed the legal history of the case. The N.A.A.C.P., he said, sought only one thing: protection of the right of seven Negro children to stay on at Little Rock's Central High School. "The rights we are seeking protection for are not rights that...
...White House servant, tray in hand, tapped on the door of the Upstairs Red Room. Where did the guest want his breakfast served? "Would you take it to the President's room?" asked the guest. Moments later, the guest followed the servant across the hall to the spacious south bedroom occupied by the President of the U.S. He entered and found Dwight Eisenhower in shirtsleeves, already wading through the morning papers and his usual breakfast beefsteak (rare). At sight of the visitor, Ike's face broke into a grin of particular welcome. He waved his guest into...
...White House. Last week, ready to accompany Ike to a Washington dinner, Milton wheeled his black, air-conditioned Imperial sedan into the White House driveway. Once or twice a week, he makes the 45-minute drive from Johns Hopkins to Washington. Often he stays overnight, and the Upstairs Red Room (so called to distinguish it from the main-floor parlor known as the Red Room) is generally kept ready for him. In the privacy of the presidential bedroom, the brothers can unbend over a drink or two-Scotch and soda for Ike, a bone-dry martini for Milton-furl sleeves...
...House teas and moving knowledgeably about Washington was a revelation. Milton's home on 24th Street and Massachusetts Avenue was only a short walk from the Wyoming Apartments where Ike and Mamie lived. The brothers fell into the habit of spending evenings together at Milton's dining-room table, locking heads, thoughts and aspirations. They discovered a remarkable community of interests. "We were not only intimate," says Milton, "but we found that we liked to talk over our problems together." Ike has since added: "Our thought processes dovetailed very closely." Over the dining-room table grew their lasting...
Following the death of his wife Helen (of cancer) in 1954, Milton, lonely and lost in the 14-room president's mansion at Penn State, resigned in 1956 to become president of Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore, just 4O-odd miles from the White House and within instant direct-line call from the President...