Becoming a “Friend of the President’s”

How I became “A Friend of the President”
I’m standing in the Rose Garden — yes, that Rose Garden — waiting for the President, Mrs. Clinton, the Vice President, and Mrs. Gore to come out. There’s about a dozen of us, under a canopy, in a circle around a podium with the Presidential seal, waiting. We’d had some refreshments in one of the rooms of White House and then were led to the Garden. The area…