His own room was forever the same, just steadily more stuffed with lacrosse trophies and piles of AP coursework. At sixteen, clippings from The Atlantic, a UT Austin pennant, Gloria Steinem, Zora Neale Hurston, and excerpts from the papers of Dolores Huerta. At fifteen, lunar calendars and charts of crystals. Back then, you could tell June’s ambition of the month by what covered the walls. Growing up in Texas, their rooms were arranged in the same configuration, on either side of the hallway. Alex has the East, across from the Treaty Room, and June uses the West, next to the elevator. They were first designated as one giant state bedroom for visits from the Marquis de Lafayette in the Monroe administration, but eventually they were split. The East and West Bedrooms on theb second floor are generally reserved for the First Family. The writing stays, a private mantra for those resourceful enough to find it.Īlex discovered it within his first week of living there. Others say it was a young Luci Johnson, thick ribbon in her hair. Some swear it was Jack Ford, with his Hendrix records and split-level room attached to the roof for late-night smoke breaks. The one thing people seem certain of is that only a presidential son or daughter would have been daring enough to deface the White House. In the secret history of First Families-an insular gossip mill sworn to absolute discretion about most things on pain of death-there’s no definite answer for who wrote it.
If you tap it just right, you can peel it back enough to find a message etched underneath, with the tip of a key or maybe a stolen West Wing letter opener. On the White House roof, tucked into a corner of the Promenade, there’s a bit of loose paneling right on the edge of the Solarium.
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