Dear
Sid: I am glad you talked to Herb Brownell and some of my other associates.1 From what they tell me, you probably have learned, as I have, there is no simple answer to some of these partisan political problems. For example, I was having a conversation with one of my associates about the way Mr. Sam had cooperated and how obligated I felt when this chap pulled out of his pocket a long newspaper story of a blast that Mr. Sam let go at me and the Administration in the last hours of the Congress. His comment was: "So this is your Democrat friend that you think so much of."2
Frankly, many of these struggles rather amaze me; when there is so much to do in the world that so obviously needs doing and there is so little time in which to do it, it is difficult indeed for me to see how anyone has the energy or the inclination to struggle to become an individual star in the political heavens.
Mamie and I are leaving today for Denver--at least, so we hope.3 Our departure time is still three or four hours ahead and, of course, one of these never-ending emergencies could pop up its head. In any event, assuming all goes well and we get away from here, I am going to forget all of this political yammering--I hope to go up in the hills, fry a fish and cook a pancake; and, when I get on the golf course, try to stay under 120.
By all of the above, I do not mean to be critical of anyone else, their motives and their actions. I am just trying to say that I am going to declare my independence of partisan quarrel and let others fight such things out to the bitter death.
Give my best to Amon, his Minnie, and all his family.4 Please remember me also to Perry Bass and his family.5 As ever
