Oh George. My love-hate-love affair with George Bush has reached another impasse tonight as I realized that our president wore his 9/11 Jacket to tour tornado damage:
Comforting a mother whose son was a Port Authority officer:
Famous picture of him on the heap of rubble that was our World Trade Center:
And on February 8, 2008, in Lafayette, Tennessee, President Bush hugs Amber Warner, 14, during a walk through a tornado-damaged neighborhood with state and local officials:
Maybe he doesn’t have a stylist. Its oddly comforting to me–the mourning jacket. Reminds me of my Grandpa. Gramps doesn’t keep superfluous clothing around. Two inches between each hanger in his closet, exactly.
i think it’s because he’s a guy. he’s only got one jacket.
It was intentional. He wanted to remind us that he was there, then and now. He’s no dummy and I still love him.