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Anyhow, I had about a day's notice before having to show up at Roosevelt's house. I had the usual bewilderment. I called up Mary Dewson to ask if she knew what it was all about. She said, “Sure, I know what it's all about. You do too. Don't be such a baby. Frances, you do the right thing. I'll murder you if you don't!”

At any rate, of course, the probabilities were that he was going to say to me that he wanted me to be Secretary of Labor. It was in that twenty-four hour gap that I wrote out the list of things that I thought I would like to try to do if I were Secretary of Labor. I wasn't sure of the legal process, or the constitutionality of every one of them, and certainly not of the particular pattern and form. But I wrote them out. I had been accumulating those for some time. I'm free to admit that during all the period that this talk was going on, of course, my mind couldn't help but run over what I would do if I were Secretary of Labor. I had written them out on slips and dropped them in the lower right hand drawer. So I had a set of slips, which, when I came to put them together, represented quite a program of ideas that I had had. I kind of coordinated them and made out a little list of things that I would want to do.

I said, when I looked at it, “I just don't believe that Roosevelt will want those things done at the federal