I don’t think we knew until the last minute that he was going to resign. There must have been some sort of announcement that he was going to be on TV, because there we were, Chip and I, standing in the den of his parents’ house (where we always seemed to be at important moments) looking at that big box in the corner.
From everything we’ve read since, about the swearing and the crying and the praying with Henry, you’d think that just before the speech he’d have been nervous, at the very least; or angry, or maybe tearing up a bit.
But this relaxed, jovial guy is fascinating. A complicated man, that Richard Milhous Nixon.