Soaking up the finally pleasant weather, the conversation eventually turned to Love’s time at the White House, which sounded a lot less pleasant. Love compared working inside the White House to being on a sinking ship. “I had this great journey, but I was just a passenger,” he told his dining companion. ”I was by no means steering the ship. I was bailing out the water.” The restaurant’s employees seemed well-acquainted with Love. He made small talk with them about his golf game. Occasionally, he let out a loud, delightful laugh in the warm, spring air. Getting luckier by the...