Freezing Again on the National Mall

When a politician colleague said he had been given a ticket for a seat at the Opening, I thought, wonderful. He next offered to find me a standing-room seat in one of the following sections. I would have to appear at 9: 30 a. m. and ice until noon and above. First, I hemmed and hawed, but eventually, I got back to him and said,” Yes, let’s do it”.

The more I considered it, the more I realized how much time I’ve spent shivering on the National Mall over the years. Why should this be any different? Having come from a Winter Olympic gymnastics home, I knew if you dressed best, you may live pretty much everything. We didn’t intend to go along with Admiral Byrd or the Shackleton voyage. Near North Capitol Ave. is a Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant, after all.

So I began preparing with my big coat, gloves, and all that was needed to keep me comfortable on the National Mall and poop me when I entered one of the galleries to freeze. If they didn’t have the vision to include bedrooms, my only real problem was being penned into a closed area. I would have to believe in the performance of the federal government, which is always a difficult proposition. Particularly important if a passive-aggressive individual wanted to have some fun with us in a city where Trump won 97 % of the vote.

Alas, a family member texted me saying they were moving the present home. I texted my legislator friend,” I hear they are moving underground. Pussies, lol. Reagan hosted the next opening, and they did the same thing. We waved as his limousine passed the Capitol for sworn in. Besides, if Biden froze to suicide, they’d responsible Trump.

The title for the New York Post read,” Trump’s inauguration may be forced inside for the first time in 40 years,” was quoted in the New York Post. Forty years ago, our friend the spy ( there is now a public federal intelligence award named after him, so don’t raid my house, FBI! ) invited a group of friends from Virginia to remain with him over the weekend so we could view Reagan take the oath of office. Instead of the banners, flags, and hubbub, we stood on the vents along Constitution Avenue, joining the various bums, trying to stay comfortable. Finally, the Gipper’s vehicle swept by us with a legion of Secret Service protection as we gladly waved.

As a FRISE ( For Reagan in Sixty-Eight ), I was just happy to be there. I remember Gov. Reagan visiting to help a battle I was developing. As he was about to enter the stage, I sat next to him. This is one strong man, he said as he gathered himself in and prepared to go on level.

Within minutes, that major, personal, tough man was replaced by the cheerful Reagan of story. A joke that may fit into this week’s stories was made by him while serving the customers at this plastic meat event. He stated,” Jimmy Carter claims to take a warm bath every morning. He claims he enjoys it. A man who lies about anything will stay about it.

I won’t lie and say that I enjoy the National Mall’s chilly time, but you can’t complain because they hold the annual March for Life. The Supreme Court’s “exercise in natural administrative energy,” as Democrat Justice Byron White aptly described the legislation of pregnancy on January 22, 1973, was the start of this development. Through all the ages of going, praying, and listening to remarks on the Mall in the middle of January, thousands of protesters have experienced snow, ice, rainfall, and freezing temperatures. Pro-lifers are a strong lot, and they will be doing it again next Friday.

There were more than a few extremely warm days when a family member raised the money to produce a five-hour life international spread of the occasion. Bowie Kuhn, our companion, was a broadcaster one time, in my memory. Bowie once discovered the drink of water on the table as frozen good during the live broadcast. When he said it was cold, he hit it on the board to assure the crowd that he wasn’t being joking.

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Trucks leaving Washington were caught in blizzards for another year. Some groups of middle-class and middle-class students travelled through the winter for three weeks to return home. In cars and on carpets where they slept for three days to wake up and protect their newborns, they offered it up. &nbsp,

So have no concern. There is a new authority for our nation, and neither snowfall, nor cold, nor rain, nor storm may retain this president from his nominated rounds. Godspeed, President Trump. Be safe and keep warm. &nbsp,

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