Going into this week of intense election coverage, and not impressed with either candidates’ projected faults and baggage, I’ve found myself deep in thought. What if Clinton wins? What directions do we go? What if Trump wins? What does our country look like? Then a new thought, higher in scope than the “on the ground” speculation, came to mind. What if, regardless of who wins, the job changes the candidate? What if, though the personalities are larger than life with these two, the job, the office, is still bigger then they? I think I had forgotten that. Yes, perhaps, once the winner has assumed office, we might see character improvement. Could the position of President help this candidate rise to make more than 50% of us proud? Is that even possible?
Then I read about President Arthur who became our president in 1881. His baggage? For starters, the presidency welcomed him by default. After the 2nd presidential assassination (James Garfield) in 16 years, Mr. Chester Arthur, VP, followed Constitutional protocol and took his place as President. And furthering the decline of his popularity, previous to his VP position, Beim-Esche states in his book, he “had been removed from a high administrative position under the suspicion of dishonest management” (Calling on the Presidents: Tales Their Houses Tell, page 209). To say Arthur enjoyed any of the country’s confidence would be an over-statement.
But what is unmistakable is the change Arthur underwent as he transitioned into this new position. He defied public assumptions. He disregarded low expectations presupposed. How? Beim-Esche states, in his wife’s words, “…I think he simply allowed himself to become what he had actually always been.” (Calling on the Presidents: Tales their Houses Tell, page 212) Then, through the words of a mysterious epistolarian, Julia Sand, who had written Arthur during his time in the Presidency, gave me hope: “Great emergencies awaken generous traits which have lain dormant half a life.” (Calling on the Presidents: Tales their Houses Tell, page 214)
After drinking in the profoundness of Sand’s prose, I found more peace. Though I have differing levels of mistrust with both candidates, I found myself thinking: If Hillary wins, I must trust that “generous traits” will rise up in her that have not yet been seen by half the country that will bless us as a country. And if Trump wins, I need to trust that “generous traits” in him will ascent to benefit our country. If this office of the President is bigger than any one person, which I believe it is, this birth of “generous traits” has to reveal itself, like it did in Arthur!
A new faith began to sprout within me. This great experiment we call the United States, the principles on which it solidly lays, secures us all in its great net of prosperity…if we let it.
If your stomach is turning, if you’re considering leaving the country, or if you’re crying tears of joy and shouting praise from the mountain tops, I again offer these words from Julia Sand. These words are not just for our President, but for us all: “Great emergencies” (define how you’d like) seen on both sides, shall and should awaken “generous traits” within us ALL – you and me – towards one another. Like the Office of the President is greater than any one person, so this country is greater than any one political party. Regardless of who wins, may those “generous traits” so defined in Americans, be revealed in all of us, together, as it has numerous times in our history. That is a true fact regardless of who is the President.
Quotes taken from new book, “Calling on the Presidents: Tales Their Homes Tell” by Clark Beim-Esche.

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ened our hair. I reminded the kids of their manners and the kind of gallery we were visiting. We opened the door into a beautiful gallery where we immediately saw an American flag. However, the red stripes you’d normally see on our flag were actually comprised of photographs of fallen soldiers that Phil has commemorated through his work. What a fitting way to immediately honor those respectable men and women no longer with us.
I had that same feeling when I saw the Vietnam Memorial for the first time, or when we strolled through the Arlington Cemetery, or when we sat by the shore of the Delaware River and remembered
thoughts and how they created their works. He gave them suggestions to improve their art, and exemplified, through his work and sharing, how an inspired artist fulfills his life’s mission. His office was adorned with uniforms, metals, badges, empty magazines, awards, and more…all from the families of the fallen soldiers he has honored through his talents. He’d begin telling us a story of how he came to have a certain badge or soldier’s uniform, but would have to stop numerous times as he could not continue. He lives Memorial Day every day of the year.
portion of our own food with his awesome compound bow, defends our property from raccoons with his 22 and works out religiously so he’s ready for anything – like the tough-mudder this October.
This activity went on for about 2 hours. He just nurtured them, loved them, fed them, read to them, kissed them, tucked them in – and asking the rest of the family to “be quiet” so his boys could sleep. This was an opportunity to cherish my son’s expression of fatherhood. I’ve not seen a little boy do this before so intently – so, I was a little taken a back that he was so into this…shame on me. Just as we encourage and nurture little girls with everything they need to be little Mommies – why don’t we do more cherishing of fatherhood – REAL Fatherhood in our little boys?!
of love with the backbone of principle. Today while we celebrated Fatherhood for our Dad, we also celebrated it for my son as he’s been a father to “Michael and Joey.” I wish you could have seen the smile and pride my son expressed as we called him a “father” too. I feel privileged to have a husband who shares his wonderful expression of fatherhood with me and our children daily and even more grateful to have a son (hopefully two) who know that a real father can express his strength and his gentle love…all at the same time!





