“On Monday morning, she called me into her bedroom. Her dark hair was tousled, her light robe very feminine against the soft blue of her bed. Her eyes were full of mischief. “Oh, Mr. West,” she whispered in her beguiling… — J.B. West Copy Share Image
“The secret was loyalty to the White House and to the Presidency, rather than to whoever happens to be occupying the office for four… — J.B. West Copy Share Image
“On Monday morning, she called me into her bedroom. Her dark hair was tousled, her light robe very feminine against the soft blue of… — J.B. West Copy Share Image
“ask the President and then tell the usher how many there will be. In the winter months,” — J.B. West Copy Share Image
“There’s just one thing I draw the line at,” he said, “and that’s any kind of attack on my family. Any man can make… — J.B. West Copy Share Image
