Harry S. Truman
My Grandfather was a lifelong friend of Truman.
My Mother and I were passing through Independence, MO on our way to visit my older Brother in Kansas City. Mom decided to stopped by and visit Truman at his new library, it was not open to the public yet.
The attached photo is a scan of a polaroid I took of him at his desk.
He obliged me because of my age, around 10 years old or so, but I could tell he was just being nice to me and not thrilled I was there.
His Secret Service guys hated me because, I kept going in and out of the double bullet proof glass doors to his office. You had to pass through one door and were then in a chamber and had to wait until the other door was opened to pass on into Truman's area. As a kid this fascinated me, I had never seen anything like this.
The agents took me to the library/museum to get me out of their hair and keep me busy.
The museum was fascinating to me and kept me busy for quite a while.
While I was in the museum Thomas Benton was on scaffolding painting a full wall mural.
He must of loved kids. He asked me if I wanted to paint, I said yes.
He helped me up on the scaffold and let me paint some of the background on the mural, what an experience. It was about 1/3 completed with the rest an outline drawn on the wall with, I guess, pencil.
Attached is a finished photograph of the mural which I grabbed off the internet.
I took a lot of polaroids; unfortunately all but the one posted here were destroyed in a fire where my mother had stuff stored while we were moving in the early 1960s.