Of my knees shaking her hand at the jerry blossom festival in the spring 1973. Cherry blossom festival in spring 1973. The first lady was taking time with every person she met. She gets up in a very special way, taking my hand and class giving it taking my hand and clasping it between hers. Her eyes met mine and we exchanged a smile. In that moment, she would make you feel as if you were the only person in the room. It was a shining that lingered after the moment. I watched her for a long time that afternoon from a distance, as she treated each person she met with that distinctly genuine grace and generosity of spirit that she had shown me. Misses nixon was never about power. The last person she seemed to concentrate on was herself. But she was very aware of the potential of a public position, and the means it contained for celebrating others, highlighting their views, making every person with whom she came in contact know they were special. If you look at pictures from her white house
Cherry blossom festival in spring 1973. The first lady was taking time with every person she met. She gets up in a very special way, taking my hand and class giving it taking my hand and clasping it between hers. Her eyes met mine and we exchanged a smile. In that moment, she would make you feel as if you were the only person in the room. It was a shining that lingered after the moment. I watched her for a long time that afternoon from a distance, as she treated each person she met with that distinctly genuine grace and generosity of spirit that she had shown me. Misses nixon was never about power. The last person she seemed to concentrate on was herself. But she was very aware of the potential of a public position, and the means it contained for celebrating others, highlighting their views, making every person with whom she came in contact know they were special. If you look at pictures from her white house years, often she nudges someone else toward the center of the photo, where she