Posted on 06/26/2005 11:05:18 PM PDT by doug from upland
Excerpt from L.D. Brown's book -- CROSSFIRE: Witness in the Clinton Investigation
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Barry Spivey, one of the troopers who suffered the Clintons' first term, witnessed my somewhat rude and unexpected introduction to 'Ms. Hillary Rodham' as Barry called her. It was an experience mirrored bythe Secret Service presidential protection detail's miserable introduction to the lamp-breaking Hillary years later in her first days at the White House. On moving-inday at the Mansion, I was unfortunate enough to draw the duty for the weekend day assignment providing security as the newly elected couple transferred their personal effects to their regained throne. Security was not the order of the day. All the electornic alarms securing the doors and windows were disabled to allow continued access to the building.
As Barry and I sat and reminisced about the fun times of cooking steaks on Sundays with the White family and about how much we would miss their son Kyle, the direct telephone line from inside the Mansion rant. Barry snatched it from its base and snapped, "Yeah, Barry here!" You see, Barry had already made up his mind. He was not going to hang around and endure one more day--much less another bugernatorial term--of being bashed by the Clintons. As he hung up, he said we were wanted inside. Having as yet not met either one of the new residents, and because Barry was the senior man, I was appointed to go inside and see what was going on.
As I entered what we called the back door--actually the kitchen entrance--I saw no one and proceeded to the breakfast room, a small dining area off the kitchen where the family took most of their meals. I immediately saw two women, one rather small with dark hair, the other with 'coke-bottle' thick glasses, no makeup, and an awful fright-wig of a mop matched by a stinky scowl that shot bullets right my way. Matching her words with an acerbic tone she shouted, "And this door here was open too, and by God I want to know why!" Thinking my days were numbered and convinced this wasn't going to be my second home any more, I was surely not going to be talked to in that way by any of the Clinton gant. I answered with equal force and indignation, "Lady, they're just now moving in today. All the doors and windows are open so the movers can get their stuff in!" With that I turned on my heel and walked directly back to the guard house determined not to go back in the Mansion until I received what I expected to be final orders to report back to narcotics duty.
When I reached Barry, he asked what they had wanted. I responded with another question, "Barry, who the hell is that bitch with the thick glasses in the breakfast room?" I nearly called 911 as Barry rolled in the floor laughing at my ignorance until he finally told me, "L.D., you have just met Ms. Hillary Rodham!"
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