Here's what he wrote to a guy who gave his daughter a bad review for her lack of talent as a singer:
I've just read your lousy review of Margaret's concert. I've come to the conclusion that you are an "eight ulcer man on four ulcer pay."
It seems to me that you are a frustrated old man who wishes he could have been successful. When you write such poppy-cock as was in the back section of the paper you work for it shows conclusively that you're off the beam and at least four of your ulcers are at work.
Some day I hope to meet you. When that happens you'll need a new nose, a lot of beefsteak for black eyes, and perhaps a supporter below!
Pegler, a gutter snipe, is a gentleman alongside you. I hope you'll accept that statement as a worse insult than a reflection on your ancestry.
Mr. Truman, seriously. Your daughter can't handle one bad review? I mean, come on, it's kind of true. She does sound more like a cow than a soprano. Where's your sense of humor? And how dare you threaten the well-being of a private citizen. You're not fit for office!
Next time someone says that Palin's too sensitive or thin-skinned when it comes to her children, remind them of Harry S Truman and ask why it was okay for him, but not for her.