However on Inauguration Day, January 20, 1993, there was one other shock. Our particular viewing web site was chairless, so our choices have been to face within the icy wind or to look at the parade on tv within the Abroad Press Membership.
That night, we joined tons of of different formally dressed company from New York State at a gala in a Capitol Hill armory. We ate, drank, danced, and inched alongside the road to shake arms with the brand new President and First Girl. Over the din, I shouted,“Congratulations President Clinton! Mort Gerberg right here! Have you ever hung up my cartoon but?”
Due to the noise, and the prodding from the Secret Service, I couldn’t hear a solution. However just a few months later, I acquired one other word from Clinton, inviting me to write down to him once more . . . type of.
