Compared with Moscow's goose-stepping solemnity or the glitter of a Parisian greeting, what the White House produced for the arrival of Britain's Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher last week was really quite modest. And yet it was a splendid tribute to a friend—and indeed to the U.S.
An honor guard ranked the South Lawn, green with spring's first surge. Battle streamers from Lexington to Viet Nam snapped on their staffs in the chill flurries. Trumpets soared and the mellow growl of trombones echoed down the Mall: God Save the Queen. It was a moment...
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