![]() ![]() Wouldn’t the books be better organized if alphabetized by author? Couldn’t I sort through the boxes of letters and photographs and file them out of sight? Did I really want to hang that life-size poster of Gerald Ford in public view? ![]() ![]() Laurey GlennĪs soon as we moved into the new house, the meddling began. Jon Meacham’s desk sits under a poster from President Gerald Ford’s 1976 campaign and photographs by photojournalist David Hume Kennerly. I would work undisturbed, surrounded by my books and my collection of campaign posters, busts, and beloved political ephemera. The Georgian Revival, built in 1929, had a capacious floor plan that would allow for a guest room, a bedroom for each of the children, a family kitchen, a mudroom, and-most alluring-a private library at the far end of the house. So when I walked into my study one afternoon to find my busts hidden in a cabinet, I knew it was only a matter of time before Keith would fully take over the one space in our house that belongs to me.Įight years ago, as we packed up the 2,000-square-foot apartment in New York City we shared with our three children, Keith painted a halcyon picture of our new life in Nashville. ![]() My wife, Keith, and I have long disagreed about the aesthetic value of my collection of noble heads of our former leaders, purchased at minimal cost to me (and to her), at presidential-library gift shops. ![]()
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