Women, according to Arnold’s diary, were part of this black market’s trade. At one point, according to a story told by Truman’s driver, Floyd Boring, the president was getting into his car when an army colonel whispered to him: “Listen, I know you’re alone over here [without your wife] . . . If you need anything like, you know, I’ll be glad to arrange it for you.” Truman responded furiously: “Hold it; don’t say anything more. I love my wife, and my wife is my sweetheart. I don’t want to do that kind of stuff . . . I don’t want you to ever say that again to me.”