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Waiting for Paul in a suite at the Waldorf-Astoria was Lyndon Johnson. Officially, the first meeting of Pontiff and President on U.S. soil was expected to last about half an hour, but it was unthinkable that a normally voluble Italian and an incurably loquacious Texan could stick to schedule-so the two men, assisted by two interpreters, talked on for 46 minutes about Viet Nam, India, Pakistan, the Dominican Republic, the conquest of hunger. Paul praised recent U.S. efforts to advance the cause of civil rights. Johnson thought that the Pope's visit would provide a much needed...
Bathtub Arrival. With her small hands and feet, widely admired bosom and spikelike false eyelashes, Suzy has the look of a pouter pigeon. The twice-divorced and now unmarried Texan, whose real name is Aileen Mehle, stands out at any party. She never misses a thing, she boasts, because of her powers of total recall. "I have the fastest eye in the house." But she never takes what she sees very seriously. "Social ites," she says, "kid each other, their way of life, their friends; and I kid the whole setup...
...enjoys Lyndon Johnson's jokes more uproariously, or more often, than Lyndon Johnson. Of late, other citizens of the Great Society have minted a whole new genre of L.B.J. stories-at L.B.J.'s expense. Some are moderately sympathetic, such as the yuk that has one Texan saying to another: "Ah think ouh President is absolutely fahn. He's the first President we evah had who doesn't have an accent." Some are moderately malicious. Vice President Humphrey greets the President: "Morning, Lyndon, how are you?" To which Lyndon replies: "Is that all you ever think...
...Bloody Game. To accommodate the Americans, craps have made their first appearance in London. At The Pair of Shoes club, one Texan was doing so well recently that he was finally riding $50,000. "You already own the second and third floors," said the owner, covering the bet. "You might as well own the first too." The Texan rolled an eight and took eleven tense flings before crapping out. Observed another American: "The dice get as cold here as they do anywhere else...
...campaign down home with everybody out howdyin'." And out howdyin' the gladdest of all was the guest of honor, President Johnson's new Ambassador to Australia, Lawyer Edward Clark, 59, of Austin. Mr. Ed backslapped his way through the crowd of more than 1,100 Texans at the society's annual summer outing at Fort Hunt, Va., just outside the capital. He like to died of hunger before he finally made it over to sample the barbecue spread set out by the President's favorite outdoor cook, Walter Jetton, who rustled up a pretty flamboyant...