The Cowardly Lion, Volume Two, Chapter I

The Cowardly Lion, Volume Two, Chapter I

My first day working with the Home of the Western White House, as the Cotton Estate was becoming known everywhere in and around the town of San Clemente, wasn’t a workday at all.  After reporting in to the remarkably strange and alienating H.R. Haldeman, there was...
The Cowardly Lion,  Chapter XXVII

The Cowardly Lion, Chapter XXVII

Craig and I rode in his 1960 Pontiac Bonneville Convertible.  He’d driven in and picked me up outside my apartment, as he lived at the bachelor officer’s quarters on the base.  We didn’t drive from there in silence, but we drove without talking.  The Bonneville’s...