What Goes Up
"Yes," he shouted. The door was opened by a young man of medium build, well dressed and distinctly scrubbed. He was twenty-five, with slicked-back, dark brown wavy hair. 'Harvard or Yale?' wondered the elder man, sitting at his desk. "Well?" asked Senator Robert Edwards, in his gruff, early-morning, clipped tone. "Senator Edwards?" an unruffled voice inquired. "That's what it says on the door young man." "Good morning, Senator, I'm John Phillips, your...