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ne snameiui story starts m 1945. After the earthly remains of Franklin D. Roosevelt were sadly moved from his Georgia retreat to the soil of his beloved Hyde Park, a new President took over. It might be more appropriate to say a new President moved into the White House, and a cadre of Tom Pendergast’s pals took over.
Harry H. Vaughn, a completely undistinguished military hack, became military aide to the President. Things have moved so fast since then that many of General Vaughn’s escapades have been cast into the gloom of the past. But do you remember the deepfreezers? They were distributed in certain high Washington circles after General Vaughn had arranged for a perfume peddler to fly to Europe on a priority—while the war was still on-and bring back $53,000 worth of perfume. His legitimate competitors had to wait for the war’s end to resume their European business connections.
Remember John Maragon—the ex-bootblack? General Vaughn arranged his transportation too. John was known around the White, House as quite a card. He tried to' play a little joke on the customs boys on his way back from Europe; told them his perfume was champagne.
When Maragon went to jail, there was sadness around the White House. John was such a lovable little guy.
General Vaughn’s official duties include standing by the President at parades, handing him wreaths on Memorial Day and other strenous services. The General says he considers it part of his duty to provide Mr. Truman with one good
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