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Longhand Note of President Harry S. Truman, November 28, 1952. President's Secretary's Files - Longhand Notes.

November 28, 1952

Margie came down from N.Y. Wednesday morning. She was to come on Thursday-Thanksgiving Day. I'm sure she was uneasy about her grandmother and her mother-so she came a day sooner.

We had a grand dinner in the State Dining Room, with Mrs. John Snyder, John & Drucie Horton and Lynn, the two year old daughter of John & Drucie.

Lynn is a precocious child. She took all of us into camp. We had a double bill picture show in the projection room on the ground floor-a cartoon comedy and a colored Irish romance-and the 2 year old stayed awake and commented on the scenes.

The next day, Friday, I dispose of much paper work, quit at noon and hope for the rest of the day off. It doesn't happen. Dave Lloyd comes over at 3 P.M. and we compose an article for the Democratic Digest. The Atty. General comes over and we discuss "shoes and ships and sealing wax and things." Suits and indictments and secret files ad lib.

We have dinner in the family dining room. My good old mother in law is very, very, sick. We've had nurses and doctors with her day and night for almost a year. She has had the best of treatment, I'm happy to say.

At dinner tonight, with Gen. Wallace Graham, my personal physician, we discussed ghosts, Lincoln, Wm Henry Harrison, old Zack Taylor and others.

Margie has the northwest bedroom and sitting room. There is a fireplace in the corner of her bedroom. When there is no fire in it, there is a down draft and when the wind is northwest it is not comfortable for Margie in that bed room. So this afternoon she and Vietta Garr, our old cook and general factotum at Independence and the White House since we've been here, hunted up a bridge table and set it up in front of Margie's fireplace in her bed room.

Well we had dinner at seven as usual discussed ghosts and who'd died in the White House and then dress up and went/go across Lafayette Square to celebrate the anniversary of the new U.S.O. in the old Belasco Theater building. Mrs. T. had and has been interested in U.S.O. work so they wanted her to cut the birthday cake. Well we all, Mrs. T., Margie and the Presidente, dressed up and went over to the U.S.O. The Boss cut the birthday cake, they drew a number out of a box for the one to get the first slice that the first Lady cut and a Marine won! The President made some asinine remarks and we came back to the White House.

It was agreed we'd go to bed at once because Margie & I had to board the train for Philadelphia at 8:15 tomorrow to go to the Army-Navy football game-our last appearance officially at this function. Mrs. T. can't go because of her mother's condition.

Well I went to bed and read a hair raiser in Adventure. Just as I arrived at a bloody incident, the madam bursts into my bedroom through the hall door and shouted "Did you hear that awful noise?"

I hadn't and said so-not a popular statement. So I put on my bathrobe and made an investigation.

What do you think I found after looking all around? Why that Margie's bridge table had fallen from in front of the fireplace in her bedroom and knocked over the fireguard!

It must have made a grand ghost sound where Margie and her mamma were sitting in Mrs. T.'s sitting room!

I didn't hear it. What a relief when the cause of the noise was discovered by me. I left two very happy ladies and went back to bed.

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