Reflections
Life After the White House
Prologue
January 20, 2001
There is a myth in the United States - you've heard it many times. It
says that all American mothers hope that their child will grow up to be
President of the United States. In my case that certainly is a myth. I
never dreamed that any of ours would; there were days when I hoped that
they'd just grow up!
I did hope for our children to be happy. I also hoped they would be
decent, responsible, independent, and caring. Besides that, I hoped they
would believe in a greater being, God. All our children have achieved
those dreams.
But on January 20, 2001, even without having wished that one of our
children would grow up to be president, there we were sitting on the west
side of the United States Capitol, waiting for our son, George W., be
sworn in as the forty-third president of the United States of America. Can
anyone understand how we felt? I'm not sure we did. Afterward, I wrote
down my thoughts during the Inauguration:
In a few moments our son will walk down the steps, take a seat and at
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