When the parade finally passed and the cheers faded away, the new President took his lady by the arm and walked, beaming, up the portico steps and into the White House. For gnarled old John Mays, the doorman who bowed them in, it was an old story: Mamie Eisenhower was the ninth First Lady he had served. For Mamie it was the start of the most exacting, exciting job in a busy career.
There wasn't time that first night for Mamie to unpack or even to look around her new home. There wasn't even time for a family dinner....
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