The Year The Yankees Won The Pennant

The Year the Yankees Won the PennantI was sitting at my Desk in the bowels of the State Department when the intercom crackled and the sepulchral tones of Walter Watts poisoned the morning calm."Monroe," he said, in a voice of infinite regret, "I must see you immediately."This news failed to kindle any fires of enthusiasm within me. My interviews with Watts were usually conducted under a cloud of mutual acrimony. Apparently I did not embody for him everything that was true and...