1944
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
THE world seemed a bit calmer, in Dumbarton Oaks that day. Autumn was approaching, and the air held its usual September crispness. In that grand home adorned with Byzantine and Renaissance paintings, and in the beautiful gardens, four foreign ministers carried out their meetings, as though thereafter there would be no grip of winter.
A high ideal was being achieved, a grand plan laid out; they were preparing the blueprint of an institution
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