Michael Reagan - In the Words of Ronald Reagan: The Wit, Wisdom, and Eternal Optimism of Americas 40th President

IN THE WORDS OF
RONALD REAGAN

IN THE
WORDS OF
RONALD REAGAN

THE WIT, WISDOM, AND ETERNAL OPTIMISM
OF AMERICAS 40TH PRESIDENT

COMPILED BY MICHAEL REAGAN
WITH JIM DENNEY

Copyright 2004 by Michael Reagan and Jim Denney

All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any meanselectronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording, scanning, or otherexcept for brief quotations in critical reviews or articles, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

Published in Nashville, Tennessee, by Thomas Nelson, Inc.

Unless otherwise noted, all photos courtesy of the Ronald Reagan Library.

Originally published under the title The Common Sense of an UncommonMan (Thomas Nelson, 1998)

ISBN 0-7852-7023-X

Printed in the United States of America.

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CONTENTS

The Reagan family on the campaign trail in 1980
Me and my son, Cameron, Dad, Nancy, Patti, and Ron Jr.

FOREWORD
The Value of His Words

I vividly remember Day One of the Reagan Era.

It began on Tuesday, January 20, 1981Ronald Reagans inauguration as the fortieth president of the United States. The Reagan family began that morning with an early service at St. Johns Episcopal Church, the church of the presidents, where we gathered to pray and give thanks.

Later we went to the Capitol building for the swearing-in ceremony. It was Dads idea that the president be sworn in on the west side of the Capitol for the first time in history. That site afforded the crowd a magnificent viewthe majestic spire of the Washington Memorial, the marble-domed rotunda of the Jefferson Memorial, the stately colonnade of the Lincoln Memorial mirrored in the reflecting pool, and across the Potomac, the hallowed ground of Arlington.

My wife, Colleen, and I stood on the banner-draped platform along with Dad and Nancy and the rest of the Reagan family. Also on the platform were the speaker of the House, the justices of the Supreme Court, and various political leaders.Before us was a crowd of a hundred thousand people. I was choked up and misty-eyed as Dad placed his hand on his mothers worn, cracked, Scotch-taped Bible and took the oath of office as prescribed by the Constitution he reveres so deeply.Then, continuing a tradition begun by George Washington, Dad gave a comparatively brief but stirring inaugural address.With a wave of his hand, he gestured toward the monuments that gleamed in the brilliant January sunshine. Standing here, he said, one faces a magnificent vista opening up on this citys special beauty and history. At the end of this open mall are those shrines to the giants on whose shoulders we stand.With those great words, he called a nation to remember its great history and to look ahead to its shining future.

Afterward Colleen and I attended a luncheon in the Statuary Hall of the Capitol, ringed about by statues representing every state in the Union. Members of the House and Senate, Supreme Court justices, friends, and family were there. At the beginning of the luncheon, Dad received the news, which he immediately passed on to those in the hall: After 444 days in captivity, the fifty-two Americans held hostage in Iran had been released and were on their way home via Germany. I couldnt ask for a better Inaugural Day gift than that, Dad concluded. The hall erupted in spontaneous applause. Dad later offered former president Jimmy Carter one last trip aboard Air Force One, to go to Germany and meet the hostages.

There were many other events that daya parade, a reception in the Red Room of the White House, a Reagan family photo session, and more. It was sobering to notice that, as Dad went about his ceremonial duties that day, he was always accompanied by a military attach carrying the black briefcase with nuclear launch codes. It was strange to think the strong but loving hands that had held mine when I was a child now had a finger on the Doomsday Button.There were nine inaugural balls around the city that night, and Dad and Nancy put in an appearance at each of them. Colleen and I hosted the gathering at the Washington Hilton Hotel, the first stop for the new president and his first lady. Before going to greet the crowd, Dad, Nancy, Colleen, and I gathered in a holding room. There Dadlooking elegant and dapper in white tie and tailschecked his hair in the mirror. Then he whirled about, jumped up in the air, and clicked his heelsnot a bad feat for a fellow just a few weeks shy of seventy!

Im the president of the United States! he announced with a wink.

We all laughed. Yes, Dad, I said, you sure are!

Then we all went out to greet the other celebrants in the ballroom.

A few weeks after the inauguration, I received a letter from Dad, in which he had enclosed a second one, addressed to Cameron, our toddler. In the letter to me, Dad mentioned that a letter he had written to a friend shortly after the inauguration had already been sold to a collector for $10,000. So Dad suggested that if Cameron ever wanted to sell the enclosed letter,my son could probably use the proceeds for his college education.

In his handwritten letter to Cameron, Dad said there was one woman still in Iran who had not been released with the other hostages on Inauguration Day and that he was in the midst of negotiations for her release. The secretary of state is now coming to my office to tell me whether the offer the United States has made to Iran is accepted, Dad wrote (as it turned out, she was released soon afterward). The letter was signed, Love, Grandpa. P.S. Your grandpas name is Ronald Reagan, the president of the United States.

Cameron still has that letter, and I can tell you one thing for sure: Those words from his grandpa are worth a lot more to our family than $10,000. They are literally priceless.

The longer I live, and the more deeply I delve into the actions, words, and thoughts of Ronald Reagan, the more I treasure them. I am in awe of this great man. I am in awe of his accomplishments: the restoration of the American economy,the American military, and the American spiritnot to mention the collapse of the iron curtain. Inauguration Day 1981 was a watershed in American history. Looking back on the new American revolution that began that January day, he reflected at the end of his presidency, Once you begin a great movement, theres no telling where it will end.We meant to change a nation, and instead we changed a world.

As you delve into the wit and commonsense wisdom of this uncommon man, I think you will be as impressed with the value of his words as I am. Encouraged by my editor, Janet Thoma, and assisted by my associate, Jim Denney, Ive explored the archives of the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library as well as my own memories to produce this collection of what I believe are the best and most enduring of my fathers reflections on a wide range of subjects.

Ive also included many personal stories that will give you a richer sense of who Ronald Reagan isnot just the expanse of his thoughts but the depths of his heart. These are the stories and ideas of an American originaland they are truly priceless. So sit back, enjoy, and revel in these pages. I think you are in for a treat.