![]() ![]() "When Kerry KilcannonĮnters a room," a commentator had observed, "he's in Technicolor, and everyone else is in black-and-white."ĭespite that, Kerry knew with regret, he came to the presidency a divisive figure. Slade, his closest friend and the new Chief of Staff and his fianc*e, Lara Costello, a broadcast journalist who enhanced the aura of youth and vitality which was central to Kerry's appeal. At his moment of accession, both humbling and exalting, the three people he loved most stood near: his mother, Mary Kilcannon Clayton Kerry was forty-two, and his slight frame and thatch of chestnut hair made him seem startlingly young for the office. Protected only by his traditional robe, the Chief Justice looked bloodless, an old man who shivered in the cold, heightening the contrast with Kerry Kilcannon. Though Kerry wore the traditional morning coat, those around him huddled with their collars up and hands shoved in the The noonday was bright but chill Ī heavy snow had fallen overnight, and the mist of Bannon's words hung in the air between them. The two men faced each other on the patio which fronted the west side of the Capitol, surrounded by guests and officeholders and watched from greater distances by thousands of well-wishers who covered the grounds below. ![]() ![]() ![]() In a high clear voice, carrying a trace of Irish lilt, Kerry Kilcannon repeated the historic phrases intoned by Chief Justice Roger Bannon. ![]()
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