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The scenes at the White House close in around a President are not oft—oftentimes are not the way a public would perceive it I think. When I arrived at the White House on the morni—morning of March the 31st, ah I entered the Presidential bedroom, which - expecting to find only him there, and it's, it's not a large room - but instead I found a, a real gathering, all of which was related to the Presidential day one way or another.
He was on the phone, standing, and ah, he always had long, long cords on his telephone so he could - wherever he was, and all his life - so he could walk all over the room. So with this long cord he was walking to the center of the room and using his free hand to dive bomb his ah, grandson, who would squeal and fall over, and his mother, Luci would pick him up and set him up for the next ah...approach of his grandfather.
In ah, the far corner of the room, the Presidential valets, who are servicemen, were opening boxes and laying out three new suits that had just arrived from the tailor, and matching them up with the shirts, appropriate shirts and ties for him to select one to use on his broadcast that night. Ah, there were some friends of the President's ah, private friends, who had spent the night at the White House - they were scattered about the room - and to my right when I entered were two military officers, one of them being ah, naval...ah...physician, who was stationed at the White House, and the other one, I assumed, was a physician.
And so, when the President got off the phone, he first went over and picked out the suit he wanted to wear, then he came over to these ah...Navy doctors, and he was on the phone again by then, and ah...President Johnson had on his hands what were called in rural Texas skin cancers ah, which he was always putting something on, or having them cut off, and so, he, while he was talking he held out his hand to the visiting doctor, who immediately adjusted an eyepiece on his glass and bent over, examined it, took a ah, began taking small tools out of his kit and he was scraping this, one of these skin cancers.
The President was ah, talking to someone - I think a Cabinet officer - and he didn't explain what was going on, but about every fifteen seconds he would ah, let go with (laughter)...some loud response to the, to the ah, doctor, scraping on his hand, "Oh, you, you got it then - oohh" (laughter)...and I don't what the other party on the other end of the phone might have been thinking (laughter)...what was wrong with the President. But he was doing all these things simultaneously. He continued to play with the grandson, too, along with ah, all this. But that's ah, that was ah, the scene at the start of this day, immediately after this uh, he had attended to all these things...