PRIMARILY PRESIDENTIAL DESTINATIONS: THE GEORGE W.BUSH PRESIDENTIAL LIBRARY AND MUSEUM ON THE SMU CAMPUS
Welcome to my series on Presidential Destinations. The series was supposed to stop with Number 14, Mount Vernon, but even though I live in Dallas, I forgot that it actually has a presidential destination. If you read Number 15, you know that I’m not fond of Dallas’ association with Kennedy’s assassination, but there will soon be a presidential destination here that I’ll be proud to take visitors to: The George W. Bush Presidential Library and Museum.
I Love My Local President
I know GWB’s name is a lightning rod. People either love him or they hate him. Here’s your warning: I’m on the loving team. I’ll readily admit that, like most human beings, he made mistakes, but I think history will be a lot kinder to him than our modern day talking heads have been. He’ll be the guy that carried us through the aftermath of 9/11, focused on critical National Security issues and, if our sense of fairness ever returns, his policies will be credited for the capture of Bin Laden. Many people see him from a completely different point of view. I acknowledge that and respect it, but this is my blog.
I’m a fan of GWB, but not exactly a groupie. I remember the excitement created when Laura picked out the Preston Hollow estate for their Dallas home and I was aware that SMU would be the site of his library, but I was in the middle of completing my degree when all the fuss was going on and I really didn’t pay much attention to it. When you offset your mid-life crisis by returning to school, your brain doesn’t have much room for anything else, but the local papers and evening news were full of it.
I still haven’t driven by their home, but I’m very familiar with the site of the library, thanks to my mom’s CPA. He’s one of those liberals. He knows I’m a conservative, but he baits me with liberal propaganda the whole time he’s preparing my parents’ return. Without the political commentary, it would only take about fifteen minutes for him to plug in the few numbers necessary to complete my parents’ tax return, but we never get out of there in less than an hour.
A few years ago, in an effort to avoid the usual liberal harangue, I glanced out of his high rise office onto a baseball diamond across the highway. “What a great view,” I said, thinking I’d hit upon a neutral subject – WRONG! I wasn’t aware that the baseball diamond would soon be a building site for GWB’s library. It was like Pavlov’s Dogs. The subject of George W. Bush came up and the liberal in the room started salivating.
If you’re a fan of our forty-third president, you may already be planning a visit to Dallas next year, so you can see the largest presidential library and museum built to date. If you aren’t a fan, maybe you should plan a visit so you’ll have a chance to hear the other side of the story. One thing I know for sure, once the library opens my mom’s accountant will have plenty to bend my ear with.