Eleanor Roosevelt's "My Day," 12/8/1941
WASHINGTON, Sunday—I was going out in the hall to say goodbye to our cousins, Mr.1 and Mrs. Frederick Adams,2 and their children, after luncheon, and, as I stepped out of my room, I knew something had happened. All the secretaries were there, two telephones were in use, the senior military aides were on their way with messages. I said no