“Favorite Coolidge story... “
Mine...
One Sunday Cal went to church where a well known preacher was expected to hold forth. Later he returned to the White House and quietly settled into his easy chair and began to read the paper. Mrs. Coolidge joined him and asked “Did you go to church today?” Mr Coolidge without removing his eyes from the paper replied “yep.” After about 5 minutes of silence she asked “was the preacher there?” Again the president replied “yep.” Another long silence and Mrs. Coolidge prods... “what was the sermon about?” Cal, eyes still glued to the paper, says “sin.” After another ten minutes of silence Mrs C finally tries one more time and asks “well what did he have to say about it?”
A clearly exasperated president Coolidge finally lays the paper down on his lap, looks at his wife and says...
“He’s against it.”
My absolute favorite Coolidge story:
An important hostess seated next to him at dinner told him why he just HAD to talk to her: “You must talk to me Mr. Coolidge. I made a bet today that I could get more than two words out of you.”
Coolidge told her: “You lose.”