Warren G. Harding: Kind of unimpressive house, in all honesty

See! We were there.

Dear readers, I went to class tonight! History! U.S. history class! Hooray! I just wanted to let you know that though I have been MIA due to not having to work for an entire week and being in an allergy/ineffective but drowsiness-causing allergy drug coma, I am BACK. Or whatever. Here's a post. The I-Man and I went to my third Ohioan presidential historical site, the Harding Home in Marion, Ohio. As a refresher, you may want to visit my write-up from many moons ago on the man himself: Warren G. Harding: Tragically being stripped of his "Worst President Ever" title by the current administration (this is from April '08, natch). Tragically, the Harding Home is underfunded, so they have very short hours. We went in on the Saturday afternoon window and received a tour from a kind middle-aged lady who obviously works with a lot of groups of schoolchildren. I love going to historical sites and looking at the demographics: old people, old people with small children, middle-aged people with children, and us. Anyhow, here is some photographic evidence that we went:

I start my own front porch campaign. Paid for with dirty, dirty local newspaper moneys.

Apparently this is my one pose. Did you know WG Harding was the first president to do the Inaugural Parade thingy in an automobile? And also to have a radio in the White House and to be on the radio? Well, you do now. The Hardings were into dogs and horses and shit. Laddie Boy was very popular during Warren G's term and a stuffed dog toy was modeled after the First Pooch. Move over teddy bears, amirite?

Then we went to the Harding Memorial/tombplace. It was pretty fancy for a guy who only served 29 months as president and is pretty widely regarded as a crappy leader. Also, it was under construction.

HARD HAT AREA.

See? Big. Palatial, one might say.

We guessed that Warren's tomb was on the left with the manly eagle feathers or whatever and his wife had the girly flowers.