Opinion | Mr. President, Ditch the Stealth About Health
Once, when my father was in West Virginia on police business, a man approached him and demanded to know about “rumors” that President Franklin Roosevelt was “crippled.” The man threatened to beat up my father or anyone who said F.D.R. was in a wheelchair. My dad, a D.C. police detective, served on F.D.R.’s protective detail. […]