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Ivy was touched that the President had sent a jet at his own expense down to fetch them from the Cape for the ceremony.
“Not Air Force One,” Colby noted, “But a Gulfstream is still a class act.”
General Arnson personally flew their helo from Andrews to the South Lawn.
Ivy noted that even he wasn’t above messing with the golfers as he climbed out particularly low over The Courses at Andrews that lay behind the Air Force One hangar.
But once again she didn’t get to see the approach to the South Lawn. She was far too busy staring at the incredibly handsome man beside her. They both sat on the side bench—they certainly weren’t going to sit in the President’s chair, not even with her bridal gown as an excuse.
She had debated about wearing her Marine Dress uniform, including the Congres
