"When he was two-years-old, he fell down and knocked out a tooth. One day I saw this gap-toothed boy playing outside the President’s office and asked him to smile and took a photo. A couple of days later, I asked him to autograph it. He made a whole mess of chicken scratches, so I held his hand, and we scratched the name "John" in the corner. Recently I saw him at a party and asked him to sign that photo again. ‘Mr. Stoughton,’ he wrote, ‘now I can sign my own name.’" —Cecil Stoughton, 1999

"When he was two-years-old, he fell down and knocked out a tooth. One day I saw this gap-toothed boy playing outside the President’s office and asked him to smile and took a photo. A couple of days later, I asked him to autograph it. He made a whole mess of chicken scratches, so I held his hand, and we scratched the name "John" in the corner. Recently I saw him at a party and asked him to sign that photo again. ‘Mr. Stoughton,’ he wrote, ‘now I can sign my own name.’" —Cecil Stoughton, 1999